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Myra

After the lustful sex I had with Voktor, reality crashes down on me like a cold slap.

If Vaelia succeeds with this pregnancy, I’m finished. She’ll have won—for good—and I can’t let that happen.

She won’t win. She can’t win.

No one knows yet; at least, I don’t think so. If anyone had caught wind of it, the news would be everywhere by now, it would already be splashed across every gossip channe