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When Blood Turns Against Blood

Author: Lara Hills
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-02 01:21:45

The sound of the gunshot was so loud it felt like the world shattered.

A burning, ripping pain exploded through my stomach. My breath caught in my throat. I didn't even have time to scream before my knees buckled. The floor rushed up to meet me, and everything spun into a blur of colors and light.

For a split second, I didn't understand what had happened. Then the warmth spread - fast, terrifying, wet - and my hands flew instinctively to my belly.

My babies.

A sharp gasp tore from my lips. My body folded in on itself, and the pain surged so violently my vision dimmed around the edges.

"ARIA!" Damon's voice cracked in a way I had never heard before. He caught me before I hit the ground fully, his arms trembling, his breath ragged. "No, no, no, stay with me - Aria, look at me!"

Richard stood there frozen, gun still raised, chest heaving like a madman. There was no regret in his eyes. No shock. No hesitation. Just the cold stare of someone who had crossed a line he could never return fro
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