Chapter 9 Chapter 9

/-Elio-/

Ragar? I thought to myself as Zariah and I arched our eyebrows in unison.

It was about to be an ugly day, and I was done for real.

The minute we stepped into Nadia's apartment, I froze. There in her living room lay an old portrait of me.

"What?" I whispered so inaudibly that I doubted Za...

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