Chapter Forty-Two

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Logan She was lying and I knew it. There was no f*****g way Liora was at peace with the idea of dying because of this war. Even though I don’t like to admit it, I know the Siren too damn well. She was forever full of life, the type of woman who would always talk endlessly about all the things she loved and the great adventures she wanted to have. Not that she ever shared these things directly with me, but I was around her and Dominic enough to know everything about it. They would always talk about plans for a distant future. Hers was always full of fables and unknown places she wanted to explore. Someone like her can't accept a fate like this. Dying so young and practically after living a life only following a path dictated by someone else. No one would. But especially Liora. Even

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