Chapter 31 Queen Of Ash And Blood
“Some people fight for revenge. Others fight because they’re too damn tired of bleeding.” Smoke and Silence The clubhouse felt quieter now, but not calmer. There was an edge in the air, like the breath before a scream. A storm waiting to break. Sami stood in front of the bathroom mirror, wiping dried blood off her face with a damp towel. The bruises on her neck were faint but visible, like ghosts of fingers that had once held her still. Her reflection didn’t look like her anymore. Not the girl from a month ago. Not the version who thought pain ended when you ran far enough. This woman? She didn’t flinch anymore. She didn’t cry when no one was watching. But she was tired. So damn tired. Behind her, Ace leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, a fresh white bandage slashed acros
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