“I was never supposed to save you.”Lucian’s voice trembled.The silver blade hovered inches from Evelyn’s heart.“I was supposed to finish what you started.”For one terrible moment, Evelyn could not breathe.Not because the blade frightened her.Because Lucian was holding it.His hand shook violently around the hilt. His eyes were still his—dark, familiar, full of the pain she had learned to recognize before he ever spoke. But behind them, something ancient moved like a shadow beneath deep water.The first Lucian stood behind him, wearing the same face and a colder version of Evelyn’s eyes.Remiel smiled.“You see?” he whispered. “Even now, he remembers his purpose.”Evelyn looked only at Lucian.“Put the blade down.”Lucian’s jaw tightened.“I’m trying.”The blade moved closer.A thin line of silver light touched the fabric over her chest. Beneath it, the thousands of hearts connected to her began beating in panic.Eli stepped forward.“Daddy.”Lucian flinched.The blade stopped.F
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