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Chapter 15- The Thing I Can't Mention

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Belle’s POV:

Something followed me home.

I don’t know when it started.

That’s the problem.

If I could trace it—pin it down to a moment, a sound, a step—I could convince myself it was real.

Or convince myself it wasn’t.

But it didn’t begin like that.

It didn’t begin at all.

It just… was.

Like it had always been there, and I was the one who arrived late to notice it.

I didn’t remember leaving the cemetery.

Not clearly.

There were pieces—fragments that refused to settle into something whole.

The
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