Chapter 187 Stolen Years, Burned Truth

Gwyneth studied Kieran's face, the way his eyes lingered on her with that familiar, almost aching tenderness. Yet inside, she felt nothing. Not a flicker. Her lips curved into a cold smile, her gaze slicing into him like a blade.

"Kieran," she said, her voice as sharp as her eyes, "do you really t...

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