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Chapter 118 Whose Daughter Is She?

  • Time stretched endlessly in this place.
  • The window of the cell had been sealed shut—there was no way to tell day from night. No light. No rhythm. Just suffocating stillness.
  • I sat on the cold floor, waiting.
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