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Chapter 87: Kiera's Bargain

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-10 08:52:32

The darkness swallowed him whole.

Ronan’s presence—his anchor, his certainty—vanished from Kiera’s mind in a single, brutal snap, like a cord cut under tension.

“No—” The word tore through her silently, her body lurching toward the pit’s edge.

Nothing answered.

No heartbeat in her chest that wasn’t her own.

No steady weight at her back.

No fierce, burning presence braided through her thoughts.

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