Chasing my Luna
The third twist came: the chains were Jessica’s own heart, her fear of betrayal, her doubt that their love could endure, and Ardyn’s form shifted, becoming her own, her hollowness the bait, her glow the key.
The atrium roared, and Ardyn’s form surged, the hydra consuming the starfield. Jessica lunged for the loom, her glow blazing, tears streaming as she faced her own face. “Our love is our truth!” she cried, pouring her will into the golden threads, weaving their bond—Kade’s fierce devotion, Selene’s unwavering wisdom, Lucas’s stubborn loyalty, Bryan’s eternal hope, her own scarred soul—into the breaking nexus, turning deceit to light. The chains shattered, her companions rallying, their ha
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