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CHAPTER 123: The Forged Letter

Penulis: Marcelinee
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-18 04:00:40

CAOMH'S POV 

I lay flat on the thin mattress, staring blindly up at the flickering red bulb mounted above the door. My left arm throbbed a steady, deep rhythm inside its tight sling. The thick black stitches holding my ribs together pulled sharply every time I took a breath. The entire room smelled of harsh bleach, bitter iodine, and the stale sweat of my own failure.

I was entirely hollow. I had given Cullen Hayden Arden the map to my home. I ha

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