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Ch-9: Pearls of Memory

Author: JKRV
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-14 20:17:25

Nico’s POV:

I felt strange.

It had been years since memories of my youth surfaced so clearly. I couldn't say exactly when it happened, but over the years, the memories I used to hold so vividly had become blurry, like smudged ink on an old page. Maybe it was all the assassination attempts, the countless men I had taken down in cold blood.

Or maybe it was because of the injuries I entered when I was imprisoned in the underground execution ground... those days, when the only thing that kept me going was an instinct to survive.

I didn't want to think about the past for a long time. It had become easier to push those memories aside, bury them deep where they couldn’t reach me.

But the moment I saw her, those forgotten memories came rushing back. It was like a necklace of pearls, dancing around the dove’s pure white neck.

But the moment I saw her, the forgotten memories snapped into focus like pearls strung around that delicate white neck.

The face of a young girl flashed in my me
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