Chapter 85

Amara’s POV.

My face drained of color, my hands trembling uncontrollably. My precious daughter couldn’t be gone in a blink of an eye.

“No, no… This can’t be happening! Where is she?” I panicked.

Feeling my legs give way, I stumbled, but Damien was quick to steady me from behind. The knowledge tha...

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