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Chapter 19

Author: hazelazaleas
last update publish date: 2026-04-10 02:53:01

Aaron didn't speak as he led me away from the training yard. His grip on my arm was firm but careful, pulling me toward the cabin Fio had given me like I was both a problem and a responsibility he refused to drop. My ribs throbbed with every step—a constant reminder that I'd pushed too hard.

We reached the cabin, the door clicking softly behind us. The sound made the space feel impossibly small. My pulse hammered.

"Sit," he commanded, low and steady.

I slid onto the edge of the bench, grateful
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