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213: Pillows

作者: nayaa
last update 公開日: 2026-07-12 22:55:46

Kora’s POV

My heart nearly stopped when I saw him.

Ike — looking like death itself, pale and trembling — carried Zara’s limp body through the hallway and straight into the prepared guest room they had turned into a makeshift infirmary. Her red hair hung wet and tangled, her once-beautiful white mating dress clinging to her like a burial shroud. She was alive. Barely. But alive.

Shock slammed into me so hard I had to grip the wall to keep from staggering. *How?* The currents should have taken he
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