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Chapter 32: The Expense of Knowledge

作者: Anala
last update 最終更新日: 2025-03-10 16:20:37

The church was quiet except for my breath, still gasping, still rattling in my chest like something had jarred loose inside me. The shadows of Shadow’s End had tried to claim me, to take me under and drag me down to make me theirs, and I had barely — barely — fought my way back.

My shoulders hadn’t shaken free of Maxwell’s grip. His gaze never left my eyes, surging as if he wasn’t really convinced that I was back.

I let out a slow breath, and forced steadiness into my voice. “Max, I’m okay.”

His jaw tightened. “You weren’t.”

I swallowed hard. “But I am now.”

He didn’t let go. “What did it do to you?”

I paused, as the heft of the experience bore down on me, pressing against my ribs. “It tried to keep me there. It gave to me an image of my father, my home. It wanted me to stay.”

Jameson cursed, pacing back from us. “That’s what this place does. “It goes right for your weak spot and settles in.”

Soraya crossed her arms. “And if it had almost gotten Lena, then we’re out of time.”

Maxwell 
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