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CHAPTER 49: GALE’S OSCAR-WORTHY LIES
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2025-12-22 00:03:14EMBER'S POV
Knox pivots, because Knox always pivots.His voice is controlled but I can hear the edge underneath, the barely restrained fury at being cornered."The recording is from day one. It doesn't reflect where we are now. Arrangements change. Feelings develop. What started as practical—""How convenient," Elder James cuts in, his voice dripping with contempt. "You claim genuine feelings only after being caught lying about the sacred fated bond. Only after
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