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Chapter 27

Author: DewsTheInker
last update publish date: 2025-09-10 06:19:39

CHELLEY MORETTI

Cassian’s arm locked around me, pulling me flush against the hard wall of his chest. His grip was iron, unyielding, almost crushing the air out of me. It wasn’t an embrace. It was a restraint.

What?

My mind reeled. He wouldn’t let me touch my child. His arm pinned me back, caging me, holding me down as if I were some dangerous creature.

“No—no, let me go—” Desperation clawed at my ribs, each breath burning as I thrashed against him, clawing forward, reaching, begging to touch e
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