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Chapter 128: Surprise Reconcilation?

Florence's POV

The days blurred together since my last conversation with Sonya and the encounter with Percival and Quinn. Each passing day was etched onto the rough stone wall, a makeshift calendar marking my time in this wretched prison. Five became six, then seven. Each tick felt like an eternity, my worry and concern mounting with each passing moment.

Lost in my thoughts, I was startled by a sound I hadn't heard in days—the approaching footsteps.

The creak of the rusty hinges filled the air. I braced myself, expecting the usual guards, perhaps even Nicholas himself. But the faces that greeted me were a surprise.

Clifford stood at the forefront, his usually stoic expression tinged with an unfamiliar emotion. Beside him stood Isaac, his face inscrutable. But it was the two figures at the back that truly shocked me—Layla, her dark hair pulled back in a tight braid, and Gayle, her fierce eyes softened with something akin to regret.

Shock rendered me speechless. What we
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