GIANNA'S POV Alfonso hesitated another moment, his eyes searching my face, then nodded and jogged toward the guard house. I turned back to Selene, taking in her battered appearance with fresh concern. "You should stay here. Get cleaned up, get looked at by the doctor. You've been through trauma, and..." "No." Selene's interruption was firm, brooking no argument. "I'm the only one who knows where they went. You need me to guide you there." "Selene..." "She's my niece too, Gianna." Fierce determination burned in Selene's eyes, incongruous with her disheveled state. "I'm not sitting here safe while she's out there scared and alone. I'm coming with you." Part of me wanted to argue, to insist she stay behind where she'd be safe and could recover from her ordeal. But time was bleeding away with each passing second, and I couldn't afford to waste more of it in debate. "Fine." I pulled out my phone again, typing out a quick message to Dante explaining the situation, my thumbs moving clu
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