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CHAPTER 9: The Breaking Point

Author: Mayummie
last update publish date: 2026-03-06 14:52:14

Caliste stood barefoot at the shoreline, the water lapping at her toes. The moon reflected silver over the waves, mocking her quiet heartbreak.

She wrapped her arms around herself. Why had she hoped Lucian would say something—anything? Even just, "I care." But instead, he sat there in silence, choosing safety over honesty.

She heard footsteps in the sand.

"Didn't expect to see you out here alone," Jace said gently.

Caliste didn't turn to him. "I needed air."

"You okay?"

"No," she said honestly.
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