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Chapter 20

Author: shalom
last update publish date: 2026-06-08 00:13:47

The morning of the Council arrived like a held breath finally released.

Four days had passed since the whisper. Four days of waiting. Four days of preparing. Four days of Lena pressing against the inside of Nell's chest like a tooth that wouldn't stop aching.

But now it was time.

Nell stood at the gate of Haven House. The sky was gray, the color of old stone. Frost covered the grass. The gate groaned when Caleb pushed it open a sound she had heard a thousand times, but never like this. Never as
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