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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Eight

Penulis: Anney GW
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Celeste’s POV

I didn’t sleep. I don’t even think I blinked. I laid there in the dark, sheets twisted around my legs, breath trapped somewhere between my ribs, replaying Maximilian’s voice like a looping curse

I couldn’t shut off.

Leave Ryan and Molly, or he’ll reveal all about my father. And that would lead to disasters I didn’t even want to imagine.

My father. My past. The one thing I’ve lived my entire adult life trying to protect, trying to preserve with dignity. And Maximilian had said it with such carelessness, as if tearing apart two lives, three lives, was just a matter of preference.

My alarm went off, but it wasn’t the sound that pulled me upright.

Dread was coating every thought before it could even form.

I dragged myself out of bed, splashed cold water on my face, and tried to pretend I still lived in the world I had inhabited yesterday, a world where Ryan’s smile steadied me, where Molly’s laughter softened every cracked part of me, where Rosemary thrived, and Grace was onl
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