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Fractured Bonds

作者: Oma
last update publish date: 2026-06-30 23:28:26

ELARA'S POV:

CELESTINE'S POV

I look at my son and I do not know what to believe.

Alistair is standing at the top of the stairs, his face pale, his hands shaking. He looks like a boy who has been accused of something he did not do. He looks like a boy who is terrified.

But Elara is on the floor at my feet, sobbing, clutching her ankle, her face contorted with pain. She looks like a girl who has been hurt. She looks like a girl who needs her mother.

"Alistair," I say. "Tell me what happened.
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mildred lorena
Elara is a Thornwell and the Thornwell's are deceptive. what was celeste thinking by bringing the monsters daughter home.
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