Chapter 77 Seventy Seven

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The ballroom held its silence the way a held breath holds a body, tight, painful, and unsustainable for long.

Raine stood within the circle of Daniel’s arms as the last of the chemical fog and the residual terror of the concrete room gave way to something sharper and far more...

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