Chapter65 The fantasy dissolved in real time

Vesper’s POV

My wrist still burned where Slade had grabbed it, even though the pain had already faded to a dull throb.

I stood frozen in the dim garage for what felt like forever, the echo of Lilith dragging Slade away still ringing in my ears.

Seraphine was right beside me, her wine-red hair cat...

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