Chapter 137 ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY SEVEN

༺ VAELIA ༻

“I'm okay. I just want to go home and see everyone.”

The words came out flat and automatic, like I'd rehearsed them in a mirror back when I still cared about convincing people. My voice sounded so exhausted and dead. I didn't look at Elias when I said it. I couldn't. If I looked at ...

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