Chapter 70 CHAPTER 69

“Lilith…”

Slowly, as though my eyelids were made of iron, I forced my eyes open. A blinding white ceiling greeted me, accompanied by the sharp scent of medicine and antiseptic that clung to the back of my throat.

“Am I dead?” I whispered. My voice was hoarse, barely audible.

The nightmare came rushi...

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