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Chapter 13: The Night Of Ash
Date de publication:
2026-02-06 11:54:12
Sloane Sterling We’re going back to the night that changed everything. For five years, we've seen the rejection through Elena's eyes... but what was Xander thinking? Prepare for some heartbreak, everyone. Did he really have a choice, or was he just a coward? Let me know if this changes how you feel about him! — Sloane Sterling
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