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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED &TWENTY-NINE: THE LIGHT THAT FADED.
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AVERY'S POV:"I love you, Axel," I sobbed, crumpling to my knees beside his lifeless body. "And I forgive you. For everything."The words spilled from me, aching, but true. My tears wouldn’t stop—they poured freely, blinding my vision, soaking into the stones beneath us like a final offering. Each drop felt heavier than the last."I know you've done terrible things. Your hands… they’ve taken lives. You've made enemies. Burned bridges. But you’ve also given so much. Hope. Love. A second chance. You’ve held me when no one else would. Fought for me when I couldn’t even fight for myself." My voice broke. "You saved me. Over and over."I kept talking. Maybe to him. Maybe to myself. Recounting how he’d shown up when the world gave up on me. How he made me believe I was more than what they said. More than a woman discarded, disgraced.And then—something changed.One of my tears, sliding down my cheek, suddenly shimmered. A faint glow—cerulean blue—and then it hardened the instant it hit my
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