For the next two years, I die a little more each day, until the version of Kade Mitchell I want to be turns into a ghost. My soul is shattered and broken, and I lose all the pieces, unable to glue it back together. Look at me now, my little princess. Daddy’s gone, and he’s never coming back.
I’ve never had an mmc so deep and traumatized no one is going to be able to top Kade Mitchell when I finish this trilogy
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