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Chapter Fifty-Four- Sophia's Reckoning

作者: Kim castro
last update 公開日: 2026-05-09 14:47:17

This chapter does not belong to me.

I was not in the Blackwood estate when it happened. I was in a room with east-facing windows and a view of the northern forest and my eyes closed for the first time in forty-nine days without counting anything. I was finally, genuinely sleeping.

But Lily found out. She always found out. And she told me later with the specific, careful precision she brought to things she understood I needed to know but that she also understood were not entirely mine to receive
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