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Chapter 117

Author: P.M.I Charlotte
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-25 20:09:54

Alexa (Prudence)

I rush into the hallway just as Helia raises a gun to Hulio’s face. Gasps and screams break from the maids scattered around, and my whole body freezes in horror. The scream sticks in my throat before I tear it free, stumbling forward to Hulio’s side where he sits in his wheelchair.

“No, Helia! Please…put that gun away! Put it away!” I shriek, throwing myself between the barrel and Hulio.

Helia doesn’t move. His bloodshot eyes pin me like knives, unblinking, the gun steady and unyielding.

“If you’re going to shoot him,” I breathe, fire crackling through my fear, “then you’ll have to go through me.”

His chest rises and falls hard, shallow breaths burning out of him. Rage coils tight in his shoulders, trembling down to the trigger.

“He hit you…” Helia says it low, controlled, like a blade pressed to skin.

My heart stumbles. How does he know? Who told him? The thought dies in my throat because the air is too thick, too sharp, like I’m drowning in it.

“Helia…I’m fi
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