The Blackstone home sounded the same as it always did at dusk—boys arguing somewhere down the hall, Mrs. Blackstone reminding someone to finish a chore, the soft clatter of dishes being put away. Warm, familiar noise. The kind that had always wrapped around Elora like a safety net.Tonight, it skimmed over her without ever sinking in.She paused in the doorway of Kailee’s room, one hand gripping the frame tightly enough to sting.Kailee looked up instantly. “You look like you’re deciding whether to run or knock,” she said gently. “It’s me, Lor. You can come in.”Elora stepped inside, though her feet felt strangely heavy. The room was exactly the same—soft amber lanterns glowing on the walls, the scent of sweetgrass drifting through the cracked window, trinkets scattered across Kailee’s shelves in a way that only made sense to Kailee.Their dresses hung neatly from wooden pegs. Kailee’s was luminous gold. Elora’s was deep garnet with bronze edging that caught the light like banked fire
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