The new safehouse felt almost too quiet, a rare pause after the chaos of the last few weeks. For the first time in what felt like forever, Evelyn allowed herself to simply exist. No scanning for threats, no counting every movement for danger, no anticipating shadows that weren’t there. She inhaled slowly, the scent of pine and damp earth filling her lungs, and felt, just for a heartbeat, the strange luxury of calm. The twins moved about like small shadows, exploring corners, laughing softly at each other’s jokes—quiet, measured, but carrying a lightness Evelyn hadn’t realized she’d missed. Mira’s curious eyes scanned every shelf, every table, while Brina followed, careful to step where her sister stepped. Each small giggle, each whispered conversation, filled the room with life she hadn’t allowed herself to enjoy before. Aleta moved silently through the house, tending to wards along the perimeter and muttering spells under her breath. The soft vibrations of her incantations were a
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