Rowan's POV I rose to my feet, my body screaming in protest. Every muscle felt like it was being torn apart, my veins pulsing with a darkness that was slowly consuming me.Without Elara, without that connection, I was dying.I stumbled across the room, gripping the edge of the desk to steady myself. My reflection in the window showed a man I barely recognized. My skin was pale, my eyes sunken, and those black veins crawling up my arms were spreading faster now.I needed her. I needed Elara back. She was my drug, my entire existence.I made my way down the hallway, my footsteps heavy and uneven, until I reached Iris's room.I pressed my palm against the panel, feeling the lock click open. The door swung inward, and I stepped inside, letting it close behind me with a dull thud.The room was dark, the only light coming from a small window high on the wall.And there, in the corner, curled up like a broken doll, was her.I leaned against the wall, watching her chest rise and fall in slo
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