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CHAPTER 022

Penulis: Ammund
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-19 22:43:20
MILES' POV

“Are you sure you're fine?” I asked Cierra again as she continued shaking, tears sliding down her cheeks.

Seeing her like that only made the rage inside me grow worse. My breathing became heavier as I stared at the red mark forming on her face.

That good-for-nothing bitch.

How dare she do this? How dare she walk in here and put her hands on Cierra? She's pregnant, for crying out loud.

The thought alone made my blood boil.

I turned my attention toward Anabel as she slowly p
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