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Chapter 110: The Internal Battle
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2026-04-19 08:59:22The moment Kiera let go, the world tore.
There was no falling—no sensation of movement at all. One breath she was kneeling on cracked stone with Ronan’s hand on her shoulder, the island trembling beneath them. The next, she was standing alone in a corridor that breathed.
White walls.
Too white.
They pulsed faintly, glowing and dimming in rhythm with a heartbeat that wasn’t hers.
Her knees nearly buckled
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