Donna’s POV I woke to the sound of rain.Soft, steady, and distant, the kind that makes the world feel far away. The canopy above me glowed faintly with the last traces of moonlight, and for a moment, I wasn’t sure if I was still dreaming.Then I felt it.The bond.It hummed through me like a heartbeat that wasn’t mine, slow and steady, pulling at something deep inside my chest. The air around me was heavy with it, yet warm, electric, alive. I sat up carefully, brushing the damp hair from my forehead. My body still ached from the fall, but the pain was duller now, replaced by a strange calm I couldn’t explain.The room was quiet, except for the crackling fire and the rhythmic patter of rain. Clara had fallen asleep curled up near the foot of the bed, her head resting on a small stool. She must’ve stayed there all night.I smiled faintly. “You’ll catch a cold,” I whispered, though she couldn’t hear me.As I adjusted the blanket over her, the warmth shifted again, not from the fire, b
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