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Chapter 77: Nox's POV

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The scent of Zara’s cloying perfume assaults my nostrils the moment I step into her — no, my — study.

The room, once a sanctuary of quiet authority, now feels tainted, too soft, too… Zara. She’s perched on the edge of the large, ornate desk, not behind it, in a display of casual dominance.

Her dress, a silky emerald green, drapes around her rounded stomach, emphasizing her pregnancy, though she's not too far gone.

She looks elegant, yes, but there's a sultriness, a manipulative gleam in her eyes that makes my skin crawl.

“What do you want, Nox?” she asks, her voice a low purr, smooth as the silk she’s wearing. She takes a deliberate sip from a delicate teacup, her gaze never leaving mine.

It's a challenge, a taunt.

“What happened when Tamsin came in yesterday?” I demand, my voice raw, urgency overriding any semblance of civility. “What did you say to her? Why did she leave so abruptly?” The image of Tamsin walking past me, her eyes empty of recognition, still burns in my mind.

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