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Chapter 164

Auteur: Nancy Grey
last update Date de publication: 2026-07-20 04:41:42

Andrea's POV

"Yes," I said. And the word came out steady and certain, because it didn't feel like a lie. It didn't feel like a lie at all. "Yes. I'm his family. Please — how is he? Is he going to be alright? Please tell me he's going to be alright."

She gave me a small, steadying nod — the kind that let a little of the terror drain out of me before she'd even spoken. "He's stable. And I want you to hear that first, because it's the most important thing. He was very lucky, all things considered.
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oh thank goodness Dante is ok!
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