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Chapter 38 — Ofiura's POV

Auteur: Ivy Crane
last update Date de publication: 2026-10-20 07:03:56

Chapter 38 — Ofiura's POV

"It's everywhere. I'm sorry, I didn't want you finding out from a screen."

Rowan stood in my office doorway the next morning, his phone already extended toward me, his expression carrying the particular discomfort of a man forced to deliver news he knew would land badly. I took the phone with hands that weren't quite steady, the hospital still clinging to me in the form of exhaustion I hadn't managed to sleep off.

The headline sat stark against the screen. *Luna's Sca
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