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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Two: Fire on the Mountain
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2025-10-03 16:57:31
Jhumie_writesRobert’s POV was necessary here because we’ve been lingering in Killian and Elena’s emotional storm, but the story also needs its villain’s perspective to raise the stakes. This chapter shows us that Robert is not just a background manipulator, he is a calculating, pride driven man who sees reputation as power. By letting readers hear his thoughts, we’re grounding the coming conflict: this isn’t just about love and betrayal anymore, it’s about legacy, dominance, and control.
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