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52: Unbound

Penulis: Wordsmith91
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-10 23:09:38

LYRA'S POV.

"I think my ribs forgot how to expand without a roll of medical tape holding them down," I said, my voice cracking as I fumbled with the heavy leather buckles of my chest piece.

Killian didn't say a word. He just stepped into the center of the room, his boots hitting the floorboards with a solid thud that seemed to settle the frantic energy still vibrating in my bones. He reached out, his large, scarred hands brushing mine away from the leather straps. His touch was warm...so warm
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