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Chapter 87: Logan

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Sarah’s P.O.V

Coming back here just felt weird but good. Who would’ve thought that I would consider a place like this my home.

It felt nostalgic considering all the things that happened here in this mansion till now.

It brought a smile to my face.

The air in Lorenzo’s compound always smelled of old stone and secrets.

I didn’t mind the stone because it reminded me of childhood forts and hideaways, places I used to imagine myself safe before the reality of my father’s rage would tear through fantasy like a blade through silk. But the secrets, they always made my skin crawl.

The hallways here were tight as tight as I remember, built like a maze to confuse anyone who didn’t belong.

I was supposed to be in the library that afternoon, sorting through some of the historical files Lorenzo’s team had recovered from a former government safehouse, that was another hint to the bad things my father had been doing, but a migraine suddenly crept up on me, so I headed downstairs to look for aspiri
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