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Chapter 20: The Quiet Between Storms

Penulis: Lexy Estoesta
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The woods had not recovered from dawn. Branches leaned away from her as if afraid. Birds stayed quiet. Even the wind refused to touch her. The world was holding its breath in a way that made her chest ache.

Althea sat on the porch steps with Umbra’s head on her lap, her thumb brushing the warm fur between his eyes. She didn’t speak. She didn’t trust her voice.

Umbra nudged her hand again.

“You’re worried,” she whispered.

The dog huffed, offended by the understatement.

She leaned her forehead against his. Her magic—exhausted and frayed—stirred miserably under her skin.

“You felt it too,” she murmured. “When I—when it happened.”

Umbra whined, low and heartbroken.

Tears stung her eyes.

Because he had felt it. He’d felt her choose someone else.

Not over him—but over everything else she had ever been taught to need, obey, and fear.

Her fingers curled tighter into his fur.

“I’m sorry, mahal,” she breathed. “I didn’t mean for it to be real.”

Umbra licked her cheek, strong and forgiving.

She
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