Her Bloom Isn’t Red Anymore
she said, her jaw tight, voice clipped, trying to push down the ache of longing she didn’t have the words to name.
“Oh, I know,” Lilith said, her voice soft, knowing, deliberate. “I wouldn’t tell you if it weren’t true. And… I wouldn’t be surprised if Selene’s already… exploring. You know.” Her chuckle was light, teasing, carrying just the right weight of mischief.
Elara’s pulse spiked, a flush creeping up her neck. She swallowed hard, gripping the phone like it could steady her racing thoughts. Her little bunny — so innocent, so beautiful, so trusting — was out there, vulnerable in a world she had fought to survive.
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