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021.

Penulis: GracieXX
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Liam’s POV.

The philosophy hall buzzed with low murmurs as students shuffled into their seats.

I dropped into mine, toward the back, just as Professor Leven strode in, his chalk in hand and eyes already blazing with the promise of a heated interactive lecture.

"As we continue our discourse on metaphysical bonds," he began, "let us consider the concept of the mate bond. Is it purely instinctual, or does it echo a deeper, metaphysical connection? What does that bring to mind, Mr. Hawthorne?”

Naturally, Zelest was already leaning forward in his seat, his expression sharp. "The bond isn't just instinct. It’s not chemical, nor primal alone. It’s more—something that transcends biology. Dr. Selene Grey in Echoes of The Bond wrote that the mate bond mirrors a perfect connection—beyond what we see, feel, or even understand."

The room went still like someone had sucked the air out in a whoosh.

Professor Leven blinked before responding, "So you're suggesting there's a spiritual essence to it?
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