Dorrin’s POVIt felt as though the floor had vanished, leaving me suspended in a cold, ringing silence where the world was nothing but static. My mind went white, unable to process what had just happened, while a strange, heavy numbness settled into my chest like lead. For a heartbeat too long, I couldn’t even remember how to breathe.The roar of Storm, who tried to take control, returned me to reality—violent, furious, clawing at my bones as if my dragon could force the world to undo what it had just taken from us.Mira had just disappeared into the mirror.Gone. As if she had never been here at all.Alexander was standing there, touching the glass surface of the mirror, his fingers pressed flat against it, desperate, disbelieving. But the glass looked ordinary—cold, smooth, cruelly normal.The maids were pale, gasping in shock, one of them covering her mouth as if afraid the sound of her own breathing might shatter what little control remained in the room.“Damn it,” cursed Alexande
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