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CHAPTER 303: A FUCKING QUEEN

Auteur: Remi Winters
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-17 03:35:33

EMBER’S POV

“Ember—”

“And it hurt. Because all this while, I’ve tried so hard to be that one thing. To prove everyone wrong about what they think I am. I’ve tried to be worthy, Knox.” And here it comes, the real thing, the bottom of it, and the tears are back. “Worthy. Just—worthy. Of being loved properly, for once. Of being a mother someday, a good one, not like mine. Of being someone who rose above all of it, the eight years with Gale and all of it, someone who mattered. I’ve spent my whole l
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Gi Gi
It's not over!
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Jeannetta
It’s says the book has been updated with 306 chapters but no access to them? This can’t be the end.
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that can't be the end. hopefully, there will be more hopefully I find it. love this book
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