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CHAPTER 84

Author: Tanner lolly
last update publish date: 2026-06-30 22:15:53

EZRA

I stayed on my knees, panting, the taste of sour bile burning the back of my throat. I stared at the mess on the clean white floor, my whole body shaking bad. The image of those twisted, dead faces in the green jars was stuck right in my brain.

Thorne didn't even move his feet away from the vomit. He didn't look mad or disgusted at all. He just looked down at me with that same heavy, patient kindness. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a silk handkerchief, and wiped the side of his boo
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