Chapter 105 – Pieces That Don’t Fit

Serene’s POV

The rain tapped gently against the window like distant memories trying to crawl their way back into my mind.

I was curled on Damian’s bed—our bed, I guess—still wrapped in the oversized black hoodie he insisted I wear after the bath Mira forced me to take. My body was still sore, a...

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