The pain hit me three miles past the Thornevale border, folding me in half in the passenger seat of Silas’s truck with no warning at all.One second I was staring out the window at the dark tree line, numb, replaying Kieran’s voice on a loop I couldn’t switch off. The next, something seized behind my ribs so hard I heard myself make a sound I didn’t recognize, half gasp and half sob, and my hands flew to my sternum like I could hold whatever was happening in place.“Dessa.” Silas had the truck stopped and was out of his seat before I’d even registered the tires leaving the road. His hands hovered near my shoulders, not touching, like he wasn’t sure he was allowed. “Dessa, talk to me. What’s wrong?”I couldn’t answer. There wasn’t room in me for words. The thing tearing loose in my chest wasn’t the old wound reopening. I knew that pain by now, knew its shape, the ragged tear of a bond dying. This was the opposite. Something was being built, fast and violent, thread by thread, in the sa
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