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Chapter 143: And There We Were

Penulis: Avvi Keller
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I saw his expression shift instantly—surprise flashing across his handsome features, confusion knitting into the crease of his brow. Without a word, he took a few slow steps forward, each one deliberate, closing the distance between us until we stood face to face.

And there we were. Breathing the same air. Yet feeling worlds apart.

My palms grew clammy, fingers instinctively tightening around the soft fabric of my dress. My heart beat faster, almost painfully, each thud a wild drum against my ribs. I could feel the panic blooming quietly inside me, spreading its tremors into my bones, rooting my feet to the ground.

The silence between us was deafening. Neither of us spoke. Neither of us moved.

We just stared at each other, locked in this strange moment, as if any wrong move would shatter whatever was holding us together—or perhaps, whatever was left. It was the first time we had seen each other again after that confrontation in our house. The time I saw him sleeping with Zarina, the t
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DIVYA
compared to the initial chapters the story line is getting slow but then again the feeling of Anastasia is well described. please try to fight back Anastasia and show them your worth.
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Aily Klaiz
I am also waiting for Regan’s POV because we don’t know what is really in his mind and heart. Seems like it’s all about Anastasia
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Roselyn Young
this book is very slow...expect the actual confrontation but it describes more the decor than the situation...w chapter's of not much.....expect more from Anastasia as she has being described as a weakling for the whole books far and becomes boring over time
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