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Chapter 97

Aster:

Declan kicked open the door of a random house, still cradling her close. He looked around the empty front room, then went upstairs. “There’s no one here,” he said.

Aster hadn’t ask, and she didn’t care. All she felt was the guilt of the terrible thing she had done, and the loss of their people would haunt her forever, she was sure. Not just Lydia, as she came to learn, but Samuel, Lucy, Elizabeth, and God only knew how many others. If she hadn’t taken a little detour to the afterlife, none of them would have died. She would have gotten to Cyrus in time.

It didn’t occur to her that it had to happen that way. That the witch absorbing her power was the only way to kill her. The only way they could finally get to Cyrus.

Declan found a bedroom and lowered her to the floor before flicking on a light. Whomever lived here didn’t leave too long ago; there were no signs of abandonment. The place was neat and still clean, and she could sm

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