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CHAPTER 137 LAJLA/STELLEZA

The muffled sound of gunshot still rings aloud in my brain, hours after I'd bathed and settled on my bed. Sleep refused to take over and now I'm left to stare at the ceiling and wonder what next.

A gentle knock has me sitting up. Red comes in with two mugs of something steamy. Perfect for the co...