The Woman He Broke
With a heavy heart, I brushed his hair back gently, pulling a blanket over him.
“I’ll be here, Mago, I thought. For as long as you need.” I whispered to him even though I know he did not hear me.
*Mago’s POV*
When I woke up, my head pounded—a dull, persistent ache, like a reminder of everything I’d dredged up last night. Reading Ailene’s journal had been like opening a door I’d long since closed, a door that led to all the memories I thought I’d left behind. Her words had brought back everything: the joy, the laughter, the way she’d broken down my walls without me even noticing.
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