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Chapter 19

Author: Janice Mark
last update publish date: 2026-06-11 23:38:58

BRENT'S POV

The word squeezed out of my lips before I could stop it.

“What?!”

My voice bounced off the walls of the room, but this wasn't a happy surprise. No, it was the kind of shock that made your stomach drop.

My eyes widened as though something terrifying had suddenly found its way into the room.

Everyone turned their attention toward us, like an audience watching actors on a stage.

They moved closer, from my mother, who had come into the room a few minutes ago, to Cassandra, Joan, even Gr
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