Shadows of the Bond
I crumpled to the floor, a searing pain in my heart as if pierced by a hundred silver needles.
I could not fathom how the boy who had grown up with me, who had vowed always to be my protector, could inflict such pain.
At 15, Malcolm and I defied the adults and ventured into the Misty Forest to hunt. When danger loomed, he was always there to shield me.
Three days later, we walked out of that forest. I was untouched, but he bore the scars of our adventure, front and back.
Tears streamed down my face as I called him a fool, but he just chuckled and held me close. "Mila, protecting you is my mission in life," he said with a smile that could light up the darkest night.
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