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Chapter 92

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Aria's Point of View

The second I reach Alaric, I do not even hesitate, I throw my arms around him and pull him into a tight hug. He squeezes me back just as fiercely, burying his face briefly against my shoulder. His whole frame trembles, just once, it is barely noticeable unless you are pressed against him like I am.

“I am okay,” he murmurs, his voice rough. “I promise. I am okay.”

I pull back just enough to look at him. His eyes are rimmed red, exhausted, but they are steady.

“You sc
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