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Chapter 106: Brielle's POV

Penulis: Favihann
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-06-02 22:21:46

The coffee mug trembled in my hand. The ghosts screamed – Isobel falling, my father burning, Elijah’s accusing stare, my mother’s vacant eyes. The weight of the crown he’d forced upon me. The terrifying freedom he offered now. To step away from it all. With him. Only ever with him.

I set the mug down with a sharp *click* on the windowsill. Rain streaked the glass, blurring the hostile city beyond. A city that had taken everything and given me only him. A monster. My monster.

"Yes." The word was
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