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Twenty -Three

Author: Vivian Sage
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-30 23:35:52

Kahlan's POV

Watching Soren run after Sasha like a helpless puppy had been… irritating.

Much more irritating than I expected it to be. I couldn’t explain why it bothered me so much.

Maybe it was the absurd contrast between his usual confident, untouchable demeanor and the flustered, frantic way he’d dashed out of the academy, phone clutched tightly in his hand.

Or maybe it was just… Soren.

I rolled my eyes, forcing the irritation to retreat behind a mask of indifference, because Freya, ever perceptive, was staring at me with that sharp, teasing look of hers.

“Kahlan,” she said, the word sharp enough to pierce my thoughts. “I know something happened. Don’t even try to pretend you’re not dying to tell me. Spill. What's going on with the both if you? He just told me to be here for you."

I raised a single brow and folded my arms. “Nothing happened. Really. Just… school stuff.”

Freya’s lips pressed together, skeptical, but she didn’t push further. I could see the gear
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