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Chapter 122: Kane's Self-Destruction

Kane's POV

Guilt's got claws, and it crawled inside me and stayed. Like something rotting in my ribs. I was hunched in a trashy bar booth, already finished with my first bottle. Whiskey wasn't helping, just warming the edges of all the bad.

Aurora had been here twenty minutes ago. She'd slid into th...