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Chapter 26: Looking for Cracks

Penulis: Terri Clare
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-04 17:11:20

ANWEN'S POV

For the past few days, I have kept my head down.

After what I pulled at breakfast, I learned very quickly where the limits of my defiance truly lay. So I obeyed. I went where I was told, sat where I was placed, ate when food was set in front of me.

Even when sharp replies burned at the back of my throat, I swallowed them before they could escape.

Not because I wanted to.

Because somewhere inside this land, Arlo’s life still hung in the balance.

One wrong word, one wrong move, and I
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