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Chapter 100: I Know Who You Are

Author: Evve
last update publish date: 2026-01-15 05:48:46

The tarmac at Teterboro was slick with rain, reflecting the red and blue lights of the ambulance like a kaleidoscope of violence.

Aurora stood by the open doors of the ambulance. She was still wearing the white tuxedo dress, now ruined, stained with the blood of the man she had spent five years trying to forget.

Liam was inside. He was conscious. He was pale, his face beaded with sweat, his hand pressing a gauze pad to his shoulder.

"I'm fine," he gritted out, trying to sit up as the paramedics
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