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BLOOD LETTERS

Auteur: Tolu writes
last update Date de publication: 2026-04-03 16:43:46

Arwen's POV

Draven doesn't move.

That's the thing I noticed first. He is completely, unnaturally still in a way that has nothing to do with control and everything to do with a person whose body has stopped receiving instructions from their brain because the brain is somewhere else entirely. His eyes are fixed on the letter in my hands and he is not here in this cafeteria at all. He was somewhere seven years ago.

"Draven," Marcus says from behind him.

No response.

Maya looks at me. I look at the
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