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Chapter 58: The Burn Is Worth It
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I jumped, my heart pounding in my chest. The voice was female, hard and devoid of sympathy. My eyes darted around the room, searching for the source."Who's there?" I demanded, my voice trembling despite my effort to sound brave.From the walk-in closet, a figure emerged, covered in darkness. The candle light making it hard to see her clearly. But I could feel the menace radiating from her."Who are you?" I asked again, desperately trying to keep my voice steady as I took a step back."Hello, Aria." The voice was familiar—too familiar."Chloe?" I gasped, disbelief washing over me. "What the hell are you doing here?"Cassian's on-again, off-again girlfriend stood before me, dressed all in black, her blonde hair pulled back in a tight ponytail. But what made my blood run cold was the pistol gripped in her right hand, pointed directly at my chest."Surprised to see me?" She smirked, her eyes cold as ice. "I bet you are."I took a step back, mind racing. Chloe was here, in Milan? How? Why
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AriaViktor gestured for me to follow him down a long hallway that led to double doors I had never seen before."He's in here," Viktor said.The doors open, and there he was. Cassian stood by the floor-to-ceiling window as he barked orders into his phone. He was dressed in a white button-down and dark slacks. He didn't look anything like someone who had been shot a week ago. No, in fact, he looked quite well and capable—powerful, even.I froze in the doorway, my breath catching in my throat. How could he be so composed after everything that had happened? How could he look so... unaffected?He must have sensed our presence because he abruptly ended his call. "Listen, I've got to go. Someone just came in. I'll call you back," hCassian turned to face us, his eyes locking onto mine for a split second before quickly sliding away. For that brief moment, time seemed to stand still. I searched his face desperately for any sign of the man who had whispered "I love you" to me as he bled in my
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