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Chapter 183 - 182. Finding Astrid
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... of the chamber. Every vine, every flicker of light seemed to mock his hesitation, daring him to take the plunge. Astrid’s life depended on him. Her golden hair gleamed even in the dim light, splayed out on the bed as though she’d been placed there by some cruel god. Her face, normally so calm, now twitched in pain, likely a reflection of the battle raging within her.
Lutz swallowed hard. "Astrid... I’m sorry." He wasn’t sure if the words were for her or for himself. A pit of guilt had op ...
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