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CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND ELEVEN_ EVA’S POV

작가: Claire Ree
last update 게시일: 2026-06-17 22:39:29
I had never hated silence so much before.

But silence was all I had now.

Not the peaceful or comforting kind— this silence was suffocating.

The kind that of silence that settled in a room after a disaster.

The kind that came after everything started falling apart.

I sat alone in my penthouse, staring at the television on the wall.

Every channel was talking about the same thing:

The lawsuit Lucian had filed against me.

The press conference that had shaken the entire country.

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Claire Ree

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Beth Shuffield
Watch her throw him under the bus… in true Eva fashion… or maybe not, she’ll probably try plausible deniability first .
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Audrey Fidalgo
Finally sucks being EVA!
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Sharon Eby
And so it begins MAYBE??
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