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SWEET MEMORIES

Author: Ria Noir
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-09-25 04:26:16

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FIVE: SWEET MEMORIES

SERENA'S POV

The tears spilled over before I could stop them. I pressed a hand to my chest, trying to quiet the agonizing ache behind my ribs, but looking at Bianca made it impossible.

She stood just a few feet away, her shoulders stiff, her eyes cold and guarded. She had been through so much. Far too much for anyone to bear alone. The anger radiating off her was a lot but beneath it, I could see her pain. It was obvious in the way she refuse
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