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Chapter 11 — Just Survive It

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Ivana’s POV

My combat boots struck the cold floor in a hard, steady rhythm as I was marched down the dimly lit corridor of the estate’s private medical wing. Two armed estate guards walked two paces behind me, their weapons unholstered and kept at a low ready. But what pissed me off far more than the guns at my back was the dark-clad shadow pacing beside me.

Alfonso hadn't stayed in his suite. He hadn't sent me off with Doctor Callisto like a piece of livestock being dragged to the slaughterhou
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