KaiaThe packhouse loomed over the circular drive like a giant stone beast. As soon as the tires stopped crunching on the gravel, everyone scrambled to unbuckle. I reached for the door handle, but Mireille’s hand clamped down on my wrist. “You stay,” she said. Her voice was a low, rough vibration—almost a growl.Ravenna paused, her hand on the door. She looked at me, her eyes flashing with a silent question: 'Do you want me to throw her into a ravine?'I wouldn't have minded. But Mireille’s stare held me heavy in my seat. I swallowed the protest rising in my throat and gave Ravenna a small, tight nod. Ravenna huffed, her breath clouding the air, and slammed her door. She disappeared into the house with Ignatius, leaving the car heavy with silence.Mireille pressed her lips together until they turned white. She glanced out the window, then back at me. The driver’s door clicked shut. We were alone.I sighed, reaching down to peel her cold fingers off my skin. “Okay, look,” I started,
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