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The woman stepped out of the shattered heart.Elena couldn't breathe.For several seconds, nobody moved.Nobody dared to.The woman stood barefoot on the broken stone, her long dark hair falling around her shoulders. Her face looked exactly as Elena remembered it.The original vessel.The woman whose memories had lived inside Elena.The woman who had sacrificed herself.The woman who was supposed to be dead.“Elena.”Her voice was gentle.Familiar.Almost comforting.Elena took a step backward.“No.”The woman smiled.“You know me.”“No.”“You've carried my memories for so long.”Elena shook her head.“That isn't you.”The woman's smile disappeared.“Why?”“Because I watched you die.”“You watched a memory of my death.”Elena froze.“What?”The woman walked toward her.“You never saw me die.”“I felt it.”“You felt what I wanted you to feel.”Adrian immediately stepped between them.“Stay away from her.”The woman looked at him.“You're protective.”“Yes.”“You should be.”She tilted

Eden stood.The moment he straightened to his full height, the sanctuary seemed to shrink around him.His enormous body blocked what little light remained, and the black veins covering his skin pulsed like something alive beneath the surface.Elena stared at him.She should have been afraid.She was afraid.But underneath that fear was something else.Recognition.He wasn't simply a monster.He was the frightened little boy she had seen in her memories.The boy she had given a name.The boy she had promised never to leave.And somehow, despite everything he had become, he still remembered her.“Eden,” Elena whispered.His head turned toward her.“Mother.”The word made her chest ache.Adrian moved closer.“Elena, stay behind me.”She shook her head.“He won't hurt me.”“You don't know that.”“Yes, I do.”Eden slowly lowered himself until his enormous face was closer to hers.His black eyes searched hers.“You came back.”Elena swallowed.“Yes.”“You were gone.”“I know.”“I waited.”“

Elena forgot how to breathe.Two enormous silver eyes stared at her from the darkness behind the shattered heart.She knew those eyes.She had seen them in her dreams.She had seen them in her memories.She had seen them the night she died.Her mother's eyes.“No,” Elena whispered.Adrian tightened his grip on her hand.“Elena…”She couldn't answer him.The darkness slowly parted.A woman stepped through.Her black dress dragged across the broken stone. Her hair fell over her shoulders, exactly as Elena remembered it.But there was something different about her.Her eyes were glowing silver.Her skin looked almost translucent.And there was no warmth in her face.No motherly smile.No tenderness.Nothing.Just a cold, terrifying calm.Elena's heart cracked.“Mom?”The woman stopped.For a moment, something flickered across her face.Pain.Then it disappeared.“Elena.”Her voice was exactly the same.That was what hurt most.Elena took a step forward.“You're alive.”Her mother smiled

“Elena.”The way he said my name made my entire body go cold.Not because his voice was frightening.Because I knew it.I had heard that voice before.Somewhere deeper than memory.Somewhere older than my first breath.I stared at the man standing on the other side of the silver doorway.Lucian.He looked almost human.Almost.His dark hair fell across his forehead, and his face was calm, almost painfully familiar. His eyes were a strange shade of silver, but unlike the First Ones, they did not feel empty.They felt alive.Too alive.And in his right hand was the knife.The same knife I had seen in my memory.The same blade that had been pressed against my chest in the moment of my first death.My breath caught.Adrian immediately stepped in front of me.“Stay away from her.”Lucian’s eyes moved to him.For several seconds, he said nothing.Then he smiled sadly.“You still protect her.”Adrian tightened his fists.“You know me?”Lucian looked at him for a long moment.“I know what you

“Adrian!”I spun around.He was gone.One second he had been standing beside me, his fingers wrapped around mine.The next, there was nothing.Only darkness.“Adrian!”My voice echoed through the strange world.No answer.I ran forward.The ground beneath my feet felt soft, almost like water, but every step sent silver ripples across it.“Adrian!”“Stop.”I froze.The woman who looked like me stood several feet away.She watched me with sad eyes.“You can’t find him by running.”“Then tell me where he is!”“He has been taken.”“By the First Source?”She nodded.My chest tightened.“Bring him back.”“I can’t.”“Then who can?”“You.”I stared at her.“Of course.”I laughed bitterly.“Everyone keeps saying that. You. Lucian. My mother. The First Ones. Everyone expects me to fix something I don’t even understand.”She stepped closer.“You understand more than you think.”“I remember nothing.”“You remember enough.”“No.”I shook my head.“I remember dying. I remember being betrayed. I rem