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The Return to Camp

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Faye’s POV

The moment my daughter was back in my arms, everything inside me shifted.

Not into peace. Not into safety. But into something sharper and more fragile. Relief so strong it almost made me dizzy. Fear so deep it refused to loosen its grip.

Jacob helped me onto the horse, then climbed up behind me. I held our daughter tightly against my chest, afraid that if I loosened my arms even a little, she would be taken again. Her small cries pressed against my heart, each sound a reminder of how
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