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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-THREE_ CLAIRE’S POV

Penulis: Claire Ree
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-19 23:58:22
I woke with a painful cough lodged in my throat.

The sharp, harsh scent of antiseptic hit me first.

Then the pounding in my head, white ceiling and hospital lights.

For one disoriented second, I couldn’t remember where I was.

Then everything crashed back at once.

Margot’s office.

The gas.

The masked man.

Lucian!

My body jerked upright immediately.

“Claire.”

Nathaniel was beside me in an instant.

Relief flooded his face so fast it almost hurt to look at.

“You’re okay,”
Claire Ree

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RR716
Maybe Claire doesn’t need to be shielded from everything and Nathaniel is becoming too controlling.
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1991barbarastevens
Someone should worry about Lucuan because Eva now wants him dead or crippled. And how did they get saved? And what was that gas anyway?
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Pamela Machado
Get real, a little compassion and self searching from Lucien then she folds like a wet rag. She is still having horrible flashbacks of living with them. She needs to remember the hurt and humiliation that they caused.
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