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Chapter 112: Hold Back
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2026-05-06 14:01:20Sam's POv
Out came the words, balanced at the front of my mouth, almost slipping free.
Out of nothing, I began again. Death crept through these walls, fed by Gwen, paid for by Victor. Morning came on our wedding day - my mind full of moments that hadn’t occurred yet but felt lived.
Fire climbed up my throat, hungry to escape after what we’d lived through - the blade in that quiet room, the fear, how Ethan stood like a wall between me and harm, how he showed me something r
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