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Vows he doesn't remember

Chapter 2 The Woman Who Was Supposed To Be Dead

Word Count: 1111    |    Released on: 08/05/2025

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aid her name that eve

aph

, the name still taste

. The tremor in his hands betrayed hi

he said, not a

was. We both did. But someone in this

eed. Then he snapped it shut, and the sou

u telling m

se I

as running

e really is-what she's capable of-she

-

was, I had

nigh

t tunnels. A voice humming a lull

llow

ere sh

a ghost wrapped in silk. Not

hine

as supposed to

nd charming in equal measure. The same smile she wore when she accused me of pushing her do

been poison-wra

as back. Aliv

screamed. Sh

I always did ar

e enough that I coul

?" she w

n't r

k. "You took what was mine, I

the walls again-like the devil never

-

idn't be

fu

ollowed

, the one sealed off since the accident. Leno

e locked door

hree days ago,

lted shut fro

s hand to touch

eel that?"

co

st

f somethin

spered. "She

time. Just stood there, staring at

turned

... why hasn't

ked a

at was the

allum," I said softly. "She want

-

t, I coul

e walls. Not with the trut

d bedroom, needing so

d it-something stran

r wasn't

a one-w

behind it, a passage

od wen

.. a hand reached

d-but no

ed inside

lammed shu

ere sh

aph

il

my weddi

s chapter dives deeper into Iris's fear, Seraphine's twisted mind games, and the psychol

known she'd

And I had something she believe

fingers curled around my wrist l

ked...

perf

houlders, and her dress-black velvet with crimson beading-was the

rist, displaying

tter, don't

n't a

uth, I'd scream. And I re

I studied

d when she framed me, when she watched them drag me from the estate in

" I a

a cat stretchi

nseless. Callum was mine first. Before the accidents. Before the s

, but it was hollow.

ra. Your precious in-laws. They needed a scapegoat, and I was getting in th

uth? I knew too much. And

"So you came back.

Iris. I came bac

ped her

ches flickering to life-an

f Callum. Of me. Of our we

red string sl

ad my face

pped

epped

"He doesn't. He loved who he thought you

her pocket and pu

yri

p him for

d turne

but she w

seen-stepped from the shadow

med. No sound escaped. Th

n, caressing my face

. Just long enough for

nd the needle plu

ame fast a

I heard was h

memories... while y

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