Part 2, Chapter 187 Reed bowed deeply toward Ailette, as if he might climb into the sarcophagus alongside her. His long black hair rustled as it fell, brushing against her cheek. “Wake up.” “…” Reed’s hand swept his black hair aside and gently cradled Ailette’s cheeks. “Wake up and love me.” “…” His palms, still holding the warmth that had...
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Heartbreaking.