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Chapter seventy eight: old magic

Penulis: Asheeda max
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-01 15:17:09
“Why are you here, Finnick?” My voice broke the silence like a stone thrown into still water.

He stood just a few feet away, the wind tugging at his dark jacket. His hair was messy from the walk, his jaw tight, like he had rehearsed this moment a hundred times.

“I came to see you,” he said, his voice low.

I turned away and looked out over the trees. From the cliff, the village below looked small and far away. Peaceful. It didn’t feel peaceful in my chest.

“You saw me once,” I said bitterly. “And you walked away.”

“I didn’t know........”

“Don’t lie,” I cut in sharply, spinning to face him. “You knew. You knew I was your mate, and you rejected me. Right there. In front of everyone.”

He winced, like the memory stung him too. “I was wrong. I was scared.”

I stared at him, trying to understand how a man as strong as Finnick Logan could ever be scared.

“I was raised to believe power was everything,” he said. “That anything less made you weak. My mother… she told me if I accepted you, it would
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