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Chapter 61 : The Door That Does Not Exist
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Maxwell was gone.Not in the physical sense — he still had a presence on the estate, his footsteps still echoed through the hallways, and his voice still made its way into absent-minded squabbles with Jameson and Soraya. But there was a distance between us.A gap I wasn’t certain we could bridge again.And it was my fault.I had driven him away with my choices, with my willingness to do the unthinkable. And while I told myself it didn’t matter — that I’d been prepared for this — his absence created a hollow place in my chest that I couldn’t ignore.I sat alone in the war room, staring at the map of ley lines on the table, tracing my fingers over the areas where reality was thinning.The Old Ones were coming.No, they were already here.And I was out of time.“Are you going to sit around here and sulk?”Jameson’s voice sliced into the quiet, pulling me from my thoughts.I sighed, not looking up. “Not now, Jameson.”“Yes now.” He withdrew a chair, falling into it with an exaggerated sig
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Maxwell didn’t budge, but his golden eyes seared mine, searching, waiting. Jameson fidgeted uncomfortably behind him, crossing his arms over his chest tightly as if that would keep back whatever was coming. Soraya didn’t speak, and I could feel her magic vibrating around us, like a net that would snap closed if she thought I was no longer myself.I wasn’t sure if I was.The magic inside me hummed, curling beneath my skin, prodding at the edges of my mind like something living. I could still sense the Old Ones, their whispers reduced to an insistent hum, but I understood what had transpired. I had something of theirs, and they had taken something of mine in exchange.Maxwell’s jaw tightened. “Say something.”I exhaled slowly. “I’m here.”His fists clenched. “That’s not an answer.”I met his eyes, and for the first time since I had re-entered this world, I hesitated. Because I could see it — the fear. The simmering rage beneath it. The anguish of watching me walk into the unknown, and n
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