Chapter 188 one hundred and eighty eight

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ELORA

I blinked awake to an empty bed and the whisper of cold sheets beside me. My fingers reached out instinctively to the place where Rowen had laid hours ago, but the warmth was gone—long gone. I rolled onto my back and sighed, staring up at the ceiling. My body still...

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