Fake Vow, True Luna
Nathan’s voice wavered between disbelief and a sort of cautious hope.
Edward chuckled, a sound that seemed both nostalgic and regretful. “Died is a strong word, my boy. I’m here, aren’t I?”
“What are you talking about?” Nathan pressed, his eyes narrowing. “Look, if this is some sort of prank, it’s not funny.”
“It’s not a prank,” Edward said. “It’s quite real. I’m your uncle.”
My mind was racing. Edward’s Gulch, a steep ravine not far from here, was named after this man who had supposedly met a tragic end there years ago. And yet, here he was, standing in the Council building as though he had just returned from a long vacation.
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