Chapter 197 one hundred and ninety seven

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ETHAN

I stood outside the Tower's glass doors, the cool night breeze brushing against my skin like it had something to prove.

But it did little to cut through the burning heat tightening my chest.

My jaw was clenched so tight I felt a dull ache travel up to my temple....

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