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CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND SIX_ CLAIRE’S POV

Penulis: Claire Ree
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-13 23:59:59
The interrogation room was colder than I expected.

Or perhaps that was just me.

I closed the door quietly behind me and took a seat across from Dr. Ramon.

For a moment, neither of us spoke.

The man sitting opposite me barely resembled the polished physician who had once confidently handed me a diagnosis that changed my life.

His hair was longer, his clothes wrinkled. Even his face looked gaunt.

He had a dark bruise around his right eye. A black eye.

Outside the glass wall, I could
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Beth Shuffield
She can’t make any deals, all she can do is advocate for him…but if the evidence is enough I’m guessing he’ll get his deal …note to keep everyone safe long enough to button this up.
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Audrey Fidalgo
Or Eva and himself?
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Mona Raval
waiting for the next chapters hope you do it soon
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