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CHAPTER 107: LAST SMOKE

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Borgov's POV

"You're lying."

Emilio raises his sword again, a wild look in his eyes, tears glistening on his cheeks.

"Elena Ahearn?" He laughs, but it’s a harsh, empty sound. "You’re blaming her for everything?"

"That’s the truth."

"Truth?" He spits blood. "You've been feeding me lies for years, Borgov. And now you want me to believe that some dead woman is behind it all?"

"She’s not dead. Not back then." I keep m

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