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Chapter 101: Progress With Keith 1

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Lyra’s POV

Since arriving in the West, I hadn’t shed a single tear. I had pushed down my pain, forcing myself to move forward, to leave the past buried deep. But talking about Jack, recalling what he had done to me, pulled that pain back up to the surface, raw and unhealed.

Memories flooded in, sharp and vivid—Jack dragging me from my room, barely clothed, shackled and humiliated. His betrayal burned as hot as ever, fueling an anger that rose up, hot and seething, pushing tears from my eyes as
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