Chapter 53

Syria’s POV

He let go of Grandma.

Her body collapsed to the floor.

I scrambled toward her, my hands shaking as I crawled across the cold floor.

"Grandma? Please wake up… please..."

My voice trembled.

I gently shook her shoulder, hoping, begging, for a sign of life.

But she didn’t respond.

Her c...

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