Chapter Twenty-Eight

Lilith’s POV

“Looking for someone,” she said.

“Who?”

“Bea. My old nanny.”

My heart skipped a beat.

“She has a huge burn scar from her wrist all the way to her chin. You can’t miss it.” Clementine traced the path on her own body. “I asked if it hurt, but she said no. She said it was a blessing. ...

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