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CHAPTER 85: Small World

Autor: Lady Sheldon
last update Data de publicação: 2026-01-18 23:58:26

I stepped fully into the living room now, arms loose at my sides, posture deceptively relaxed. The three women stood frozen in a loose triangle: Thea closest to me, coat still half-off one shoulder; Mia planted protectively in front of her like a human shield; Amelia several steps back near the hallway, looking like she’d just been slapped across the face with her own past.

Amelia broke first.

“I need to leave,” she let out, voice thin and cracking. She took one jerky step toward the foyer, eye
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    His face was swollen and bruised, one eye already turning purple, blood trickling from a split lip and a gash across his forehead. His clothes were ripped in places, and there were dark stains spreading across his shirt that I didn’t want to look at too closely. He looked like he’d been beaten within an inch of his life.“Kai?” I whispered, my hands hovering over him, not sure where to touch without hurting him more. “Oh my God… what— what happened to you?”He groaned, his eyes fluttering open just a sliver. Even in the setting sun I could see the pain etched across his face.“Saraphina…” he rasped, his voice barely more than a whisper. “Please help…”I scrambled back to the car, yanked open the passenger door, and grabbed my phone from the cup holder with shaking hands. My thumb hovered over the emergency number for half a second before I stopped.I couldn’t call the police.Involving the cops would only make things worse — for him, for me, for everyone. Noah would be pissed. Hell, h

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