ChapterThe farmhouse felt different with Amara there.She was quiet, skittish, flinching at every sound. But there was something else underneath the fear—a spark of hope. She looked at the other Hell Maidens like they were miracles."All of you," she whispered. "There are so many of you.""Not enough," Nia said. "But we're growing."I sat on the porch, watching the sun rise over the fields. Marcus joined me with two cups of coffee."How are you feeling?" he asked."Tired. But good." I took the coffee. "Amara is settling in. She's still scared, but she's not alone anymore.""That's more than she had yesterday."I nodded."We're building something real," Marcus said. "A family."I looked at him. "Is that what this is?""Don't you think so?" He met my eyes. "All of you, together, fighting for each other. That's family."I thought about Daniel. About how I'd spent three years believing I was building a family with him. How empty that had been.This was different. This was real."Thank yo
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