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Chapter 60 - Unhinged
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2026-09-18 06:00:01Damien’s POV
The glass shatters against the wall and amber liquid stains the wood but I don't care. I don't give a single, rotting fuck about the vintage decor, the furniture, or the floorboards. My chest feels hollowed out, carved open by a dull knife and left to rot.
They think they can just move her, tuck her away in that damp stone chamber in the lower east-wing, like she's dirty la
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