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Chapter 27

Author: Diana Ogazi
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-13 01:38:43

Alex’s POV:

The walk back to my room felt endless. Torture and killing were not new to me, but tonight it felt different. I felt guilty, as if I had done something wrong.

Diego's screams replayed in my head, the way he coughed out blood and the pains in his eyes. The way he spoke about powers bigger than Vincenzo.

In a normal situation, this should have given me satisfaction, but here I was with my chest carrying a huge burden and feeling regretful.

And then there was Lillian.

Her face lingered in my mind. Her quiet and pale face. She hadn't spoken to me; she wouldn't look at my face, nor did she beg me to stop. She had gone silent on me, and the silence is killing me.

I opened the door to my room. It was very dark with a little reflection of moonlight. I sat on the edge of the bed with my elbow on my knee, dragging my hands down my face.

For the first time in years, I felt remorseful.

What have I become? My father wanted strength, and I wanted strength and power. Not this… this mo
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