Chapter 215 Chapter 215

Through the haze, she could still hear Mira — her voice soft, almost tender. 

“Don’t worry, dear,” she said, brushing a stray strand of hair from Charise’s face as if they were old friends. “You’re only going home.” 

The words echoed, faint and warped, as darkness closed in. 

Her last coherent thoug...

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