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Chapter 31

Author: Ayo Ola
last update publish date: 2026-01-28 01:15:16

Alessia’s POV

The boathouse smelled like rotting wood and damp moss, and the sound of the lake water lapping against the underside of the floorboards was a constant, rhythmic thud that made the whole structure feel like it was breathing.

I sat on a rusted metal chair next to the cot where Lucien was lying, and I could hear his breath hitching in his chest every time he tried to shift his weight because the infection in his shoulder had turned the skin a deep, angry purple.

I had a bowl of war
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