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Chapter 17 The dark between

作者: Moonchild
last update publish date: 2026-05-22 14:46:36

Isla’s POV

The drive back to Dustfield felt longer than usual, the road stretched like it didn’t want me home. Maybe I didn’t either. The rain had started somewhere around the outskirts, soft at first, then heavier, pelting the windshield until the world blurred.

By the time I pulled into the driveway, my nerves were buzzing. I killed the engine and just sat there, staring at the dim porch light flickering like it was struggling to stay alive. Kind of how I felt inside.

The whole drive back, I
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