My Last Breathe

CHAPTER 100. MY LAST BREATH

JULIET'S POV

I and Camara were tied up in chairs in the damp, dimly lit basement alongside Maria, who had been shot in the leg by George's ruthless hand.

“Ahn," she groaned in pain.

In the main sitting room, the sound of our labored breathing echoed through the cold, unfo...

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