BOUND BY FATE, TORN BY CHOICES
"I'm not interested in linking with anyone."
Celeste's smile returned, but it was tinged with a hint of malice. "Just think about it, Ava. I'm here to help. Nothing else."
As I glanced at the book, I saw that the cover was old and worn, with strange symbols etched into the leather. But it was the image on the front that caught my attention. Two women, dressed in strange, flowing clothing, gazed back at me. Their faces were identical, with high cheekbones and piercing green eyes. They wore intricately designed headdresses, with gemstones that seemed to shimmer in the dim light.
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