Chapter 92

  SIGRUN

  "Sh.it. This is all fu.cked up, for real," Eva breathed, cradling a mug of coffee in her hands.

  All three of us were seated in different spots in the living room—me on the couch, Eva sprawled in the vintage armchair, and Princess Sigrun perched nervously on the edge of a kitchen stool, ...

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