Chapter 113 They’re All Dead.

A soft, broken whimper escaped Evelyn's lips.

“Mm… hhn…”

Her body twisted under the covers, cold sweat soaking through her nightgown. Her fingers clenched the sheet, her knuckles turning white.

"Hh—ah…"

Roman stirred beside her. His arm tightened around her waist, then loosened when he felt her ...

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