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Chapter Sixty-Five

'Three hundred and one… three hundred and two… three hundred and three… three hundred and four….'

I crept my fingers like legs along the wooden panel as I sat curled up on the seat of the windowsill nook. In my head, I would count the steps I made until my hand couldn’t reach any further… then I’d repeat. How many steps could I count until I was eighteen?

Everything felt like it blended together, almost as if two timelines were now indistinguishable. It must have been at least a month or two since they dragged me in here kicking and screaming. I had tried to run the minute I saw where they were taking me, a reaction that surprised even myself. But this place held worse memories for me than even the trial grounds where I’d died.

'*“No, not here,”*' I had said adamantly as they tried to force me to go inside. '*“Anywhere but here.”*'

'*“This is

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Zayyan Brown
The Alaric defenses are bizarre and tiring especially coming from women anyways her reaction is to be expected given their life together and what he’s capable of
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Meghan Maria Hertzog
loving this book! ...️...️...️
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Chee Pee
I'm loving this story,,
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