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Chapter 58

Penulis: Amelia Reid
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RONAN POV

The walk back was longer than it should’ve been.

The sun had already started to dip low in the sky, slipping behind the trees with a quiet kind of finality. It painted everything in gold and bruised purple, like dusk had something to say but didn’t know how to say it. The wind was sharp, slicing through the trees and against my skin like it had a message for me. Like it had grown tired of watching me lose her, piece by piece, and wanted to remind me just how much time I had already wasted.

Every step felt heavier than the last. Like the ground wanted to keep me from reaching her. Like even the forest had started picking sides.

By the time I reached the porch, my hands were fists in my coat pockets. I didn’t know if I was trying to hold the cold in or keep something darker from spilling out. Regret maybe. Rage. Guilt. I didn’t know what I was walking into, only that it was probably more than I deserved.

I don’t know what I expected when I opened the front door.

Silence, maybe
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