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Chapter Eighty Two

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Mountain Echoes

POV: Mila

Lucien stirred on the cot just as the evening light turned golden through the small window. His eyelids fluttered, and then opened slowly. For a second he looked disoriented, as his eyes kept on searching the room until they landed on me. The relief he felt softened his face immediately.

“You’re still here,” he said, his voice was rough from sleep and pain.

“Where else would I be?” I answered, sitting straighter in the chair beside him. “You scared me.”

He tried to pus
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