Chapter 215 two hundred and fifteen

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ROWEN

I carried her to the bed without saying a word. She was light in my arms, but the emotions I carried felt like a thousand bricks balanced on my chest. Elora had stopped fighting, but I saw it in her eyes—rage, confusion, hurt. The kind that didn’t need words to...

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