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Chapter 26

Penulis: Dee-Jay
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-09 23:24:47

Suzan’s POV

“Where did she learn those words?”

Draven’s voice was barely a murmur, yet it sliced through the quiet apartment with the weight of an executioner's blade.

Too quiet.

I knew that voice, that low, measured cadence he adopted whenever he was no longer posing a question, but simply waiting for someone to realize they had been backed into a corner.

My fingers tightened around the aluminum edge of my laptop until my knuckles turned bone-white. For one terrifying, suffocating second, the
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