JULIAN’S POVFor a moment, I couldn't speak. I had imagined finding Elara for eighteen years, but none of those moments had prepared me for seeing her alive. She was sitting only a few feet away from me, looking at me with a cautious expression, while I struggled to understand how the little girl I had spent years searching for had become this woman.I studied her face, searching for the features I remembered. Her eyes were the same, especially the way they narrowed when she was unsure about someone. Even the slight crease between her brows looked familiar. I had carried those memories for so long that seeing them again felt almost unreal. I looked away briefly, trying to steady myself before facing her again.“I don't remember you,” she said quietly. I had already been warned about that, but hearing it from her still hurt. I forced myself to nod. “I know,” I replied. She hesitated before adding, “And my name is Heather.” “You don't have to call yourself Elara because I do,” I told
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