Chapter 88 They all died. Every last one of them.

JUNE'S POV

I leaned over the desk in the back corner of the library, my breath coming out in gasps.

My head throbbed with an ache that felt like a hot needle poking behind my eyes. I gripped the edge of the table to keep myself still, but the tremor wouldn't stop.

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