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Chapter 81: Nox's POV

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The cabin air, thick with the scent of rain and damp wood, feels charged, heavy with the weight of our new, grim understanding.

Tamsin and Silas are talking in hushed tones, their voices a low murmur, discussing strategies, the best way to alert the council, to gather irrefutable evidence.

But their words barely register. My mind is a roaring storm, a thousand scattered thoughts finally coalescing into one unbearable truth.

I can’t sit still.

The revelation of my mother’s betrayal, Zara’s complicity, Lior’s true nature – it’s a coiled serpent in my gut, twisting, burning.

Somehow, even though I had known about this for a while, turning it in my mind again is making me run mad, especially when I'm thinking to all the things my mother made me do and I did blindly.

I begin pacing, my footsteps heavy on the wooden floor, the confined space of Silas’s cabin feeling increasingly claustrophobic.

“Calm down, Nox,” Silas says, his voice a steadying presence, but I barely hear him.

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