CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONECORVIN'S POVI drove as fast as I could toward my uncle's mansion, barely paying attention to the traffic as desperation consumed every thought in my mind. The engine roared beneath me while my hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles turned white. There was only one thing keeping me going... Mireya. I prayed she would listen to me. If only she would give me a chance to explain everything, perhaps she would understand. She had loved me once. Maybe she still did. We could start over. We could build another life together, far away from every lie that had destroyed us. I would spend the rest of my life making things right. I would take care of her family the way I should have from the beginning. I would earn her trust again, no matter how long it took. I inhaled deeply, trying to steady my racing heart, but every breath felt heavier than the last as my fingers tightened even more around the steering wheel.After what felt like an eternit
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