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Chapter 173: And what do you want, Lyra?

Author: Amira Lights
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-07-30 08:50:38

Of course she knew that. She'd always known that. But hearing it stated so plainly, so simply, made it real in a way it hadn't been before.

LYRA: I've ruined everything. I left him and my family and now I'm in Rome alone and I can't stop thinking about how much I've messed up.

DARKVEIL: What do you want to do now?

Lyra stared at that question for a long time.

What did she want to do?

She wanted to go back to bed. She wanted to wake up and find out this was all a nightmare. She wanted to be back
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Vanessa Stewart
this chapter, and the two before make no scent at all, for me is just waist of time ,we are not blood related, i need time to tank about what ,first think about if anyone else, will be able to satifly her in bed,second she is not a baby or her adopted brother ,the are adult, if I was him will ..
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