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Chapter 35

Cold shivers ran down her spine the moment Miracle noticed the stench of rawness lingering around their house. Fine hairs behind her neck stood. She drew her index to her lips and gestured the twins to wait by the gate while she checked for the peculiarity. Leaning against the wall, she flamed her fingers in red, surfacing the metacarpal bones at the back of her palm.

But her fire shrunk in an instant when she saw the wilting of the silver fronds through the broken wooden door. An uninvited numb aroused on her mark. It wasn't just the plants dying. They were bringing away the layer of protection they had on her divine breath.

Miracle walked in and flicked her glance around until she saw the disaster ahead—couches no longer in their right positions, blue curtains spread wide apart with stains of blood splashed across as if they were trying to create an artistic art, and broken glass shards scattered everywhere. All of them slapped her hard. She almost had the thought of being in the
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