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CHAPTER 88

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Alessia Volkov

The manoir was silent. Too silent.

The kind of silence that doesn’t feel like peace, but like a warning. Like the eerie stillness before a storm. Like the breath the world takes before it screams.

It pressed down on my chest like a boulder. I could hear the faint ticking of the antique clock in the hallway, the occasional rustle of wind outside the windowpanes, and the distant, muffled voices of staff who were smart enough to keep their distance.

But none of it mattered.

Not when my thoughts were a cacophony of fire and betrayal. Not when my mind kept looping back to the same unbearable truth: my father had betrayed me.

I stood outside Stassie’s room, arms folded tightly around my body, pacing the same ten feet of hallway for what felt like hours. Every time I paused, I looked at the closed door, knowing she was in there—safe, resting, being monitored by the best private doctors Nikolai could summon in the middle of the night. But even that knowledge couldn’t settle me
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