Chapter 118 BLOOD ON HIS HANDS

Han’s POV

I wake at the edge of a clear, babbling stream.

I’m naked and shivering from the cold. I kneel in the shallows and scrub the blood off as best I can. The water runs pink around my knees.

My heart is shattered into so many pieces I don’t know if I can ever put them back together.

My wol...

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