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Chapter 95

Author: O.Fola
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The night swallowed us whole the second the warehouse door slammed behind us. Cold air slapped my face, carrying the stench of oil and rust. My lungs burned, my legs barely remembered how to move, but Noah’s grip on my wrist was iron, dragging me forward, step after step. Nova whimpered against my chest, her tiny body trembling like she could sense what we’d left behind.

Desmond.

His name burned in my mind, every step away from him was an act of betrayal. I couldn’t erase the sound of his voice — Go! — or the gunfire tearing through the walls as his body shielded us. My chest cracked open with the weight of it, but Noah’s low, guttural command cut through.

“Don’t look back, Grace. He wanted this, we keep moving.”

The gravel lot stretched wide and dark before us, broken glass crunching under our feet. My sneakers slipped on oil stains, my arms ached from clutching Nova so tight, but there was no time to falter. Then the headlights flared.

Twin beams cut through the dark, blinding, swee
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