The poison burned like fire in Claire Pierce’s veins, spreading fast and merciless, as though it had been waiting for this exact moment to claim her. Her fingers clawed weakly at the dirt beneath her, nails breaking against splintered wood while her body convulsed in waves she could no longer control, each breath tearing out of her lungs in uneven, desperate gasps. The ruined cabin smelled of rot and damp earth, but beneath it lingered something far worse the sharp, metallic scent of betrayal. “No… this isn’t…” Her voice came out broken, barely more than a whisper. Across the room, Ivy laughed. It wasn’t loud or dramatic; it was soft, almost musical, the kind of sound that would have once been mistaken for sweetness, if not for the cruelty laced so deeply within it. “You always were slow, sister.” Claire forced her blurred vision to focus, dragging her gaze upward with what little strength she had left. Ivy stood there in a pale dress, untouched by the chaos, her beauty
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