Selene should not have been standing. Not after the amount of blood she had lost. Not after the poison.Not after everything. And yet,there she was.At the entrance of the training ground. Pale. Unsteady. But standing.Amber’s body reacted before her mind did. She stepped forward instantly.“You shouldn’t be out of bed,” she said. Selene’s lips curved faintly.Not quite a smile. “And you shouldn’t be playing with powers you don’t understand,” she replied.Amber stopped. A beat passed. “That’s fair,” Amber said quietly. Raymond moved between them slightly. Not blocking. Not separating. But present. “How are you standing?” he asked.Selene looked at him. And for the first time, there was something softer in her expression. “I’m not,” she said simply. A pause. “I’m barely holding on.” The honesty of it settled heavily. Amber stepped closer again. More carefully this time. “Then sit,” she said. Selene hesitated. Just for a moment. Then she allowed it.Amber guided her to the edge of the
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