It had been days since the wedding. Days since Lily’s attempt to ruin everything. And yet, I couldn’t shake this strange feeling, like the world itself was holding its breath. My powers had grown stronger. I could feel it each time I closed my eyes, the pull beneath my skin, the whisper that wasn’t quite human. My mother’s presence lingered too, faint but warm, like sunlight breaking through fog. I didn’t understand why it was growing now, but part of me didn’t want to question it. For the first time, I felt alive. I raised my hand, focusing on the energy in my palm. It glowed faintly, weak, unsteady, but real. A small flame flickered into existence, bending to my will. I smiled slightly. “Better,” I whispered to myself. “You’re getting better.” “Not bad,” a familiar voice said behind me, deep and calm. I turned. Damien stood at the edge of the field, hands in his pockets, eyes fixed on me with that unreadable expression that made my heart race. His dark hair was tousled by the w
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