Chapter 78 The truth about Lily's death

Alina:

“It wasn’t Mark… it was…” Kieran’s voice broke the night air, low and strained, carrying a weight that made my chest tighten. I sat across from him on the wrought-iron chairs in the Valemont villa’s patio, the dim glow of the lanterns casting long shadows over his angular face. The night was...

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