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Chapter 63: Confrontation

Author: Leah Al
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-02-27 21:17:25

Aria’s POV

The house felt different that night.

Not louder. Not quieter.

Sharper.

Like every corridor carried echoes of conversations that hadn’t happened yet – arguments waiting for the right spark.

Cassian’s arrival had shifted something. I could feel it the way you feel a storm long before the sky darkens – a pressure in the air, invisible but undeniable.

Adrian had fallen asleep early, exhausted from an afternoon in the gardens. I stayed with him longer than usual, smoothing his hair, memor
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