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7355285The Maids Revenge: A Reborn Flamehttps://www.gandhi.com.mx/the-maids-revenge--a-reborn-flame-9798230250203/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/6943753/image.jpg?v=638768024462770000155155MXNGandhiInStock/Ebooks/<p>The drip wakes me.</p><p>Drip. Drip. Drip.</p><p>Its a slow, maddening sound, like a clock ticking down to something awful. I jerk upright, my chest tight, sweat sticking my hair to my neck. The rooms dim, a gray smear of shadows and damp walls. My hands fumble over the rough sheetscotton, cheap, scratchy. I know this bed. I know this smell: mold and despair, thick enough to choke on.</p><p>Im back in the servants room.</p><p>My heart slams against my ribs. This cant be real. I died. I died. I remember the rope biting into my throat, the way Kastors meaty paws yanked it tighter while Eric smirked, his pretty face twisted into something feral. Elena just stood there, sipping her wine, her red lips curled like she was watching a dull play. I screamed until my lungs burned, but the neighborsthose spineless worms next doorpretended they didnt hear. They never did. I wasnt the first girl those monsters chewed up and spat out.</p><p>So how the hell am I here?</p>...6991272The Maids Revenge: A Reborn Flame155155https://www.gandhi.com.mx/the-maids-revenge--a-reborn-flame-9798230250203/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/6943753/image.jpg?v=638768024462770000InStockMXN99999DIEbook20259798230250203_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9798230250203_<p>The drip wakes me.</p><p>Drip. Drip. Drip.</p><p>Its a slow, maddening sound, like a clock ticking down to something awful. I jerk upright, my chest tight, sweat sticking my hair to my neck. The rooms dim, a gray smear of shadows and damp walls. My hands fumble over the rough sheetscotton, cheap, scratchy. I know this bed. I know this smell: mold and despair, thick enough to choke on.</p><p>Im back in the servants room.</p><p>My heart slams against my ribs. This cant be real. I died. I died. I remember the rope biting into my throat, the way Kastors meaty paws yanked it tighter while Eric smirked, his pretty face twisted into something feral. Elena just stood there, sipping her wine, her red lips curled like she was watching a dull play. I screamed until my lungs burned, but the neighborsthose spineless worms next doorpretended they didnt hear. They never did. I wasnt the first girl those monsters chewed up and spat out.</p><p>So how the hell am I here?</p>...9798230250203_Joshua Tanglibro_electonico_9798230250203_9798230250203Joshua TangInglésMéxicohttps://getbook.kobo.com/koboid-prod-public/draft2digital_ipp-epub-ede3f8e6-0727-42a5-aa3b-e51f5f72fdf4.epub2025-03-05T00:00:00+00:00Joshua Tang