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CHAPTER 104: HOLLOW YEARS

مؤلف: Zerath
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-05-12 22:31:53

Borgov's POV

Days turned into weeks, and weeks rolled into months.

We kept pushing forward. The transport business had no idea of our inner emptiness. The trucks had to be filled and the goods delivered. Customers expected smiles, too.

So, we moved and smiled.

But when night fell, we sat in silence. Emilio with his chair, me on the floor, the fire flickering low. We didn’t talk about it. The knife. The blood. Aldric’s expression when

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