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In a split second, my world didn’t just shatter—it bled.
The streets of Black Hallows running red with secrets that were never ours to keep.
My name is Odile Kemp, but I’ve been many things: Peony. Victim. Survivor. Each name another piece of armour against the ghosts of a past I was once desperate to escape—
The Holy Trinity:
The Father.
The Son.
The Spirit
Our history may have fractured us, but if there...
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