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Selena.By the time I left Denver’s room, I felt like someone had split my world open and quietly rearranged everything inside it.The hallway stretched endlessly ahead of me, dimly lit and far too quiet for the storm raging inside my head. My footsteps sounded distant against the marble floors as I walked, but I barely noticed them.All I could hear was Denver’s words.I never cheated on you.Christopher tried to stop you from seeing me.I only ate the apple.I was drugged.My chest tightened painfully.Because the worst part wasn’t that I believed him. It was that deep down, some part of me already had before he even finished speaking.I wrapped my arms tighter around myself as I continued down the corridor, trying to steady my breathing.For seven years I had lived with the certainty that Denver betrayed me.That he chose another woman.That everything we shared had meant less to him than I’d foolishly believed.But now…Now the memories felt different.Wrong somehow.Like I had bee

Denver.After Selena left my room, I stayed back because I initially felt she needed time to process all we had just talked about. But the longer I stayed in that room, the more wrong it felt to let her walk away carrying all of that alone.We had already lost seven years to lies. I wasn’t willing to lose another night.But halfway down the corridor, I heard something crash inside Selena’s room. The violence in that sound didn’t match anything I expected to find. So without thinking, I shoved the door open.The first thing I noticed was the metallic stench of blood.Then Selena.Christopher had her pinned against the wall.His hands locked around her throat while she clawed desperately at his wrists, her face pale with panic.For half a second—I couldn’t move. The sight hit me so hard my vision actually blurred for a second.Then rage exploded so violently through my body that I barely remembered crossing the room.Christopher turned too late.I hit him hard enough to send him cras

SELENA.I woke up slowly, as though my body had decided sleep was no longer something it trusted.For a few seconds, I simply lay still, staring at the dim ceiling above me, trying to understand where I was. The room was unfamiliar at first, until the details settled into place, the muted light, the scent of rain still lingering from the night before, and the steady presence beside the bed.Denver.The memory of the previous night returned in fragments rather than order. Christopher’s hands. The pressure around my throat. The explosion of movement after the door had burst open. After that, everything blurred into warmth and noise and distance.My throat tightened as I instinctively raised a hand to it. The skin was tender beneath my fingertips.Real.It had really happened.I exhaled slowly and forced myself to sit up.That was when I noticed Denver watching me.He was already awake, sitting beside the bed as though he had not moved for some time. His posture was still, but his eyes

SELENA.Silence swallowed the ceremonial hall whole.Nobody moved.Nobody even seemed to breathe.The priest’s words hung heavily in the air, sinking into the crowd one stunned face at a time.For a moment, I could only hear the sound of my own heartbeat.Across the sacred circle, Denver had gone completely still beside Alec, his hand resting protectively against the boy’s shoulder while the silver light continued flickering around them.The priests looked unsettled now.Even the elders.One of them rose slowly to his feet.“What exactly are you saying?” he demanded.The old priest kept his eyes fixed on the sacred flames.“The ritual recognizes another blood connection.”Murmurs exploded instantly across the hall.Talia’s face drained of color.I saw the exact moment panic entered her body.But she recovered quickly.“That’s impossible,” she said sharply.The priest finally turned toward her.“Were twins born during the child’s birth?”The question crashed into the hall like thunder.

SELENA. The ceremonial hall slowly began to empty after the ritual ended, but the atmosphere still felt heavy with magic and shock.Everywhere I looked, people whispered among themselves, still trying to process everything they had witnessed.The truth about Alec.Maxwell.Talia.Christopher.It felt strange knowing that after seven years of lies, everything had finally come crashing into the light in a single night.And somehow, I was still standing.I stood near one of the large stone pillars while Alec and Maxwell played quietly nearby beneath the watchful eyes of the guards. Alec already seemed protective of his brother, staying close to him like some instinct inside him refused to let Maxwell drift too far away again.The sight alone made my chest ache softly.“You look happier.”I turned at the familiar voice.Jameson walked toward me slowly, his expression softer than I had seen it in years.Tired too.Like the weight he had been carrying was finally beginning to settle.A sma