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Chapter 36: DANTE SAVES THE DAY.

作者: SHINING
last update 公開日: 2026-01-01 04:50:32

CINNAMON

Why life? Why me?

I wasn’t asking for perfection. I wasn’t even asking for easy. Just one moment, one single moment, where I could breathe without the world collapsing around me.

But here I was. Marcus circling like a vulture, waiting for his moment to destroy what Dante and I had managed to build up until this point. And Mom, God, Mom, was worse. So much worse.

Merry freaking Christmas.

I pressed my palms against my eyes, trying to stop the tears that wouldn’t stop coming. Think, Cinn
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