Echoes From the Forbidden Zone
A bottomless, hollow sorrow welled up inside me.
Oh, Alexander. You look so pathetic, drowning in your own lies.
That night, three years ago, as you were boarding your private jet with Oliver, I was chained in a damp, dark basement.
Vivian's five rogues circled me. One of them was slowly, meticulously, carving the Luna tattoo from the back of my neck with a silver knife.
"Heard the Luna loves her little pup," the lead rogue sneered, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. "Too bad. Can't even save herself, let alone her daughter."
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