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Chapter Forty: A Forged Truth

Auteur: Aurora Cross
last update Date de publication: 2026-09-12 04:06:17

Lyra’s POV

"Forged." I stared at the document in Darius's hands, understanding arriving slow and disorienting. "You're saying Elias never actually signed this."

"I'm saying someone else did, in his name," Darius said carefully. "Whether he knew about it happening is a separate question entirely."

"Then I need to ask him myself," I said. "Directly. Not through secondhand reports or forged paperwork."

Cassian's jaw tightened, old protectiveness visibly warring with the practical necessity of what
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