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chapter 67: the rejection

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Elara's POV

Julian ran after me and clutched at my boots like a drowning man clinging to driftwood.

His fingers dug into the leather, his nails scraping against the worn material, his breath coming in gasps. He was sobbing loud,sobs that shook his entire body and echoed through the empty hall. He pressed his forehead to the cold stone floor, his shoulders heaving, his voice rising in a broken, desperate plea.

"Please, Elara. Please. I'll do anything. I'll give you anything. Just please please d
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