Chapter 142 ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY TWO

༺ VAELIA ༻

It is now fourteen fucking days since I’d seen Kael’s face. Fourteen days since he’d played me like a cheap violin and left me standing there with the shattered pieces.

I told myself I was over it. Told myself he could rot in hell for all I cared. Good riddance to bad rubbish and al...

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