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Chapter One Hundred Seventy Seven

作者: Delancyquin
last update 最終更新日: 2025-10-21 15:25:29

Mira’s P.O.V

The air turned cold the moment Luca said her name.

Cassandra.

I froze where I stood, the letter still trembling in my hands, the edges digging into my skin. My mind couldn’t catch up to the weight of that single word—found.

It was impossible. Unbelievable. But Luca’s face said otherwise.

He ended the call with Marco, his expression unreadable, his knuckles white around the phone. The silence between us grew louder, almost deafening.

“Luca…” My voice came out small, fragile. “What do you mean they found her?”

He looked up, his gaze piercing, haunted. “Exactly what it sounds like.”

“That can’t be. You told me—”

“I told you what I believed to be true,” he interrupted sharply, running a hand through his hair. “But if what Marco says is right… then Cassandra Navarro didn’t die that night.”

My chest tightened. “Where is she?”

He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he turned toward the window, staring out at the storm still raging outside. “Batangas. Somewhere near the coast. Ma
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