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Chapter 12: Nox's POV

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The fire crackles low in the hearth, the amber glow barely touching the shadows that crowd the corners of my office.

I’m on my third sleepless night—though I’ve stopped counting. The whiskey in my glass has long since gone warm, untouched in my hand.

“You’re falling apart and it’s your own damn fault.”

Cyan’s voice slices through my thoughts, harsh and cold.

“Not now,” I grit out silently.

But he doesn’t let up.

“You rejected her.” His snarl echoes louder, claws scraping against the inside of my skull. “You let fear make you a coward.”

My jaw tightens. I close my eyes, but that only makes it worse.

I drag a hand down my face and stare into the flames. I hate that he's right. Hate that I can still smell her in the halls. Hate that her laughter echoes in my head like a curse.

Hate that the moment I finally made my choice—it broke something vital inside me.

A knock disturbs the silence. Before I can answer, the door creaks open and Zara steps inside.

She’s wrapped in a deep red silk n
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