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32|My Reason
~Elijah~
“My God,” Tayen murmured as soon as I stepped inside their humble abode. “I never thought we’d cross paths again.” She wrapped me in the cocoon of her familiar embrace.
I tightened my hold on her as her shoulder trembled, sobbing silently against my chest.
Jace stood on the side, regarding Tayen and me with a look that could form an encyclopedia of questions. Even now that we’ve formed a bond, his thoughts are still shielded from my abilities, just like Tayen.
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It was a gloomy day. The lake reflects the clouds looming over the treeline. The evidence of the storm surrounds Salvatore Lake. Tree logs that didn’t withstand the punishing gale fell to the ground. Leaves swept by
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