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Where It Hurts Most

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Cassian’s POV

Dinner was served.

But she didn't show up.

The long table stretched endlessly before me, golden light dancing on polished silverware, untouched plates, and bowls of food prepared with precision.

“Where is she?” I asked, voice sharp enough to pierce glass.

One of the maids, Tara, flinched slightly. “She… hasn’t come out since she arrived, sir. She didn’t touch her lunch either.”

I pushed back from the table, my chair scraping violently against the floor.

“She hasn’t eaten anything?”

“No, sir.”

My pulse spiked.

I didn’t know if it was anger or… something far more dangerous.

I wheeled out of the dining hall, each turn of the wheel sharp and fast. The hallway was quiet—too quiet—except for the distant patter of rain against the windows. I hated the sound tonight. It reminded me of the bruises on her skin. The silence in her eyes.

Two guards stood outside her room, but when they saw me coming, they bowed their heads and stepped aside without a word. The scent of lavender le
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