Chapter 22 Chapter Twenty Two

WALTER’S POV

Thud. Drag. Thud. Drag.

The sound of my cane hitting the stone floor echoed loudly in the narrow corridor, making me feel as though it was mocking me with every step.

My leg was throbbing violently like a fire that refused to be put out, but I forced myself to keep moving.

I cou...

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