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CHAPTER 75: Blood Offering

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-17 19:11:37

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"Talk to her, Tara. Tomorrow. Not about me. Not about... this. Talk to her about you, about Mike, about Chicago. About the life you are building. Give her a normal anchor, far from this mess." My voice is a prayer. The only one I know how to formulate. I cannot reach Ariane. But Tara can. She is the last bridge between us, the only cable not yet severed.

"Okay, Dad. I'll talk to her tomorrow." Her voice is small, a little trembling. She is trying to understand, to absorb. Then she adds,
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