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Chapter 72

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Sophia

I stare at Mikhail, his words hanging in the air between us. His gaze is unwavering, filled with a resolve that makes my heart race for all the wrong reasons.

I try to keep my face from betraying the chaos inside me, but it’s a losing battle.

Why is he doing this?

But the important question is, why am I being affected?

All these years of hate, and he comes back into my life, and again, my heart starts to betray me?

I want to be furious. I want to rip into him, to tell him exactly how muc
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