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Chapter 64

Author: DarkAngel
last update publish date: 2026-07-18 18:49:38

POV: Vivian | Timeline: Thursday night

Thursday night. Immediately after.

Alexander lowered me from suspension with excruciating, reverent care. Every movement slow and deliberate, constantly checking circulation in my fingers and toes, watching my face for any sign of distress.

But the distress wasn't physical. The distress was something else entirely—something words had unleashed that couldn't be contained again.

He unbuckled the carab
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