Chapter 125 CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FIVE: THE PROMISE.

SANDRA'S POV.

I waited.

That was the worst part, not the fear, not the guilt, not even the blood pounding in my ears, but the waiting. Time stretched like a cruel thing, elastic and merciless, snapping back just to remind me it still has power over me.

Rowan did not move.

The substance burne...

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