The pain I expected never came.A large hand, faster than lightning, clamped around the blade of the dagger. It was Eros. Where the silver met his palm, it hissed, wisps of smoke rising, and the immediate smell of burning flesh filled the air.But his grip was so tight that blood seeped through his fingers, dripping onto my tunic like a blooming red flower.There was no accusation in his eyes, only endless pain and an almost shattered resolve."No, Serina," his voice was strained with pain, yet it held an undeniable strength. "The choice belongs to us."Almost as the words left his lips, Lia, Morgan, and Morgana exchanged a single look. An unspoken understanding passed between them. In that look was sacrifice, a release, and the ultimate interpretation of the word "family.""For Mommy!" Lia screamed, her small body unleashing a final burst of energy as she threw herself toward a sharp rock, aiming straight for her own heart."Live, little lamb." / "Carry our share and live well." Morga
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