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Chapter 95

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Chapter 95

Jace

One second, she was burning under me—kissing back like she’d been waiting her whole life. The next, her hands went slack in my hair.

“Jewel?” My voice snapped, sharp, panicked.

Her body went heavy beneath mine, her head lolling to the side. Her lips parted but no sound came out, only a faint shudder of breath.

“No—no, no, no—” I scooped her up immediately, shaking her shoulders lightly. “Jewel, open your eyes. Come on.”

Her skin was fever-warm, her pulse faint against my fingertips. The injuries she’d been pushing through, the stress, the weight of grief—everything must’ve crashed into her all at once.

“Stay with me,” I muttered, pressing my forehead against hers, trying to anchor myself in the heat of her skin. My chest ached, a savage fear clawing inside me.

She wasn’t just passing out. She was slipping away.

And I’d be damned if I let her.

I laid her down carefully, my hands trembling harder than I wanted to admit. Her lashes brushed her cheeks, her lips pale, her
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