Chapter 50 POV MAT

There are lines in this life you never cross.

Threatening a child is one of them.

The second that photo hit my phone, something ancient and merciless snapped awake inside my chest. Not rage—not yet. Rage burns hot and fast.

This was colder.

Cleaner.

Deadlier.

Lilianna didn’t speak. She did...

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