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Two hundred and sixty seven

Aвтор: Luxie
last update publish date: 2026-07-15 19:24:55

Cameron POV

My head snapped up as a bandaged figure walked into the dining room. I looked at Franklin standing nearby, then back at her.

It was Evangeline.

She looked terrible. Her lip was split, bandages wrapped around one hand and across her head, and one eye had swollen almost shut. Franklin had told me Meridian beat her, but I hadn't imagined this.

I hurried over and pulled out a chair.

Her eyes stayed on me as she lowered herself into it with care, every movement stiff, as though even sitt
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Still can’t feel bad for Evangeline. But at least she’s working to bring the truth to light.
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