EIGHT
CHAPTER 8
Just like he had said, Nic was there.
Sharp at eight.
The doorbell rang with the precision of a war drum, and Isabelle froze mid-breath.
She hadn't slept.Not even for a second.
The dread of what was coming had kept her awake, its claws curling around her chest all night. Every ticking m...
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Chapters
1. Prologue
2. ONE
3. TWO
4. THREE
5. FOUR
6. FIVE
7. SIX
8. SEVEN
9. EIGHT
10. NINE
11. TEN
12. Chapter 11
13. TWELVE
14. THIRTEEN
15. FOURTEEN
16. FIFTEEN
17. SIXTEEN
18. SEVENTEEN
19. EIGHTEEN
20. NINETEEN
21. TWENTY
22. TWENTY ONE
23. TWENTY TWO
24. TWENTY THREE
25. TWENTY FOUR
26. TWENTY FIVE
27. TWENTY SIX
28. TWENTY SEVEN
29. TWENTY NINE
30. THIRTY
31. THIRTY ONE
32. THIRTY TWO
33. THIRTY THREE
34. THIRTY FOUR
35. THIRTY FIVE
36. THIRTY SIX
37. THIRTY SEVEN
38. THIRTY EIGHT
39. THIRTY NINE
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