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CHAPTER 24: THE QUIET THAT KNOWS MY NAME

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VELARA'S POV

The small room welcomes us with its quiet stillness as I gently settle Kael down. His little body trembles from the chill, so I decide against giving him a proper bath. Instead, I take a clean cloth, soak it in warm water, and tenderly wipe him down. The room may be modest, but I make sure the warmth I provide him feels like the safest place on earth. After I’ve cleaned him and wrapped him in soft blankets, I cradle him for a while until his breathing evens out and sleep claims him. Watching him sleep gives me a brief, fragile moment of peace.

Once he’s tucked in and resting soundly, I retreat to the bathroom, aching for relief. I step into the shower and let the scalding water cascade down my back. It’s the hottest shower I’ve taken in a long while, and I need it more than I care to admit. I close my eyes and press my palms against the cold tiles, trying desperately to wash away the memories of last night.

Last night, where everything came crashing down around me.

I saw
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