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... ugh sat against the cold wall, his jaw clenched so tightly it ached. His body was now bruised and filthy, stripped of the power he had carried for years. Across from him, Lucian stared with pure, undiluted hatred, his clothes torn from the months he had spent locked up. His mother sat beside him, her arms wrapped protectively around Lucian’s sick father, whose breathing was shallow and wheezing.
Lucian’s eyes burned as he finally spoke, his voice hoarse but filled with bitterness. "This ...
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