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Chapter 111

Penulis: DewsTheInker
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-11-15 23:35:54

CASSIAN MORETTI

The clock on my wristwatch read 10:00 PM precisely as the door of the penthouse swung inward.

I was exhausted, physically drained from pushing myself too far, twelve straight hours, but the real weariness was lodged deep in my soul.

I’d spent the last week in hiatus, drowning in my loss again, remembering my loss , my wife who cannot be brought back, my child and the fact they haven’t still found justice.

I felt ashamed or too weak, that I am restraining myself from going
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