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Chapter 220

Rion's POV 

I stormed away from the dinner table, my entire body thrumming with rage. The mere presence of Jinu was a poison to my system, his smug face and arrogant attitude making my blood boil. I hated that I had to sit next to the traitor, to endure his incessant attempts to rile me up. The feel of his hand on my thigh was like a brand, and the urge to snap his neck right then and there was almost unbearable. But I had promised Jas I would behave, and that promise weighed heavily on me now.

As I made my way to our room, I could feel the disgust rising in my throat. The thought of Jinu touching me, even in such a minor way, was revolting. I needed to wash off the filth, to cleanse myself of his touch. Stripping off my clothes, I stepped into the shower and let the scalding water pour over me, hoping it would wash away the memories that were now flooding my mind.

Ziarre's death replayed in my head like a broken record. Her frail body hooked up to machines

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