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The Night I Broke Us
Nadine’s POV
The dungeon walls sweated with dampness. Chains rattled when I shifted, my wrists aching where the cold iron pressed against skin.
Down here, time had no meaning. There was only the scrape of rats across the stones, the drip-drip of unseen water, and the ...
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