Chapter 143 A memory to be stolen by dawn

Carlino's POV

I couldn't bring myself to reply.

"I think you're Carlino," she murmured, her words slurring together as her fingers tangled deeper into my shirt. "You are, aren't you?" She staggered against me. She was so entirely certain. She hadn't bought my lie for a single second.

"Where are y...

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