Chapter 162 Deathtoll

CHAPTER 162

Deathtoll.

SCARLETT – POINT OF VIEW

Celeste was beside herself when we returned to the garden. Her shoulders shook as she cried softly. Regret hung heavily in the air, and it was stifling.

I try to take a step back, to give her the space she needs, the space they need to w...

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