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Chapter 42

Auteur: Miss Amateur
last update Date de publication: 2025-05-23 07:41:08

Three days.

That was all the time we had. Three nights of holding each other like the world might end, three mornings where I woke up tangled in his warmth, his breath against my skin, his heartbeat steady beneath my cheek. Three days of soft smiles, lingering touches, and whispered promises in the quiet hours when the rest of the world was asleep.

Three days of being his, and him being mine.

And then it all shattered.

I didn’t see it coming. None of us did.

It started with silence—a gap i
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  • The Devil's Vow #2: The Viel of Vengeance   Veil 69 [ S P G ]

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  • The Devil's Vow #2: The Viel of Vengeance   Veil 67

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