Chapter 180

Natasha's POV

Yvette sat across from me, hands folded on the table, her face wearing an expression of nauseating sadness and concern that only amplified my fear.

I clutched my cup tightly. "What—what else?" I asked softly, my voice trembling as much as my hands.

Yvette took a deep breath before l...

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