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ZARISS

"You're lucky my mother didn't actually fling your body to the river."

I lifted my head to look at the man who practically worshipped the ground Azalra-Roze walked on. How strange. A son usually wouldn't go to such lengths for the approval of their mothers—unless he was also born by trauma that he couldn't shake off, no matter how hard he tries.

"I'm way too precious to be thrown away," I s