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CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Penulis: Iris Brown
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-17 07:10:39

Lyla's POV

I slam the door hard, making it bounce on its hinges. How insensitive and blind could he have been to not be able to assess the situation and see his brother was in pain?

Is that how he had reacted rashly, leading to Valerie's husband being killed.

I let out a huge sigh, heavy tears falling from my eyes. I watched men die today. Father's, husbands, sons. I knew they were not good men, they wanted to kill Emilio too. They wanted to take me back to my father.

I wriggled out of the shorts and crop top I had on, kicking the crocs off my feet. I gently placed my dinner on the vanity desk, wishing I could go down to hear it up but knowing I would leave this room tonight.

I step into the shower, letting my hair fall from the burn. Then I let the tears fall. As I stood under the hot water. I cried for Valerie. For Sunshine and Violet, how scared they must be to be without their mother or father. I sent a prayer above, wishing that no harm should befall them.

I stayed in the shower
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