Chapter 128

April twenty-fourth.

That was two weeks away.

Ophelia’s mouth opened. ‘But I’m—’

‘But you’re heartless?’ Lucian smirked faintly. ‘The second I die, sweetheart, you won’t be heartless anymore.’

Her stomach dropped straight through the floor.

So that was the plan to fix her heart?

Sacrificing Lucian?

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