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61 - The Rift at Dawn

Author: Lissy
last update publish date: 2026-05-29 17:41:19

Uncle Eren’s POV

Morning came. My eyes felt sleepless still, I had woken up many times just to see Azis stoic face scan every corner of the hotel villa.

The knot in my stomach grew cold every time I woke up and turned around to check on the kids, every creak in the villa sounding like an intruder.

By the time the first rays of sun slid across the balcony, I has gone up and sat outside, I was still stiff as hell in my chair, staring at the horizon.

Emre, of course, was already up.

He had that in
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