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last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-04-02 22:59:27
Morning arrived.

Alina had not slept all night.

She only lay still, staring at the ceiling with vacant eyes. Her body ached everywhere. The traces of Daniel's hands still lingered on her skin like bruises that could not be seen.

But the physical pain was not the worst of it.

The worst was the emptiness in her chest. A total hollowness after every last hope had been stripped away one by one.

Daniel had used the one thing Alina still cared about as a weapon.

Junior.

The promise of se
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