Mate Rebound
The more I saw, the more I wrote, my sketches becoming more and more elaborate — a rusted dagger shaped like a wolf’s head, a mosaic of colored tiles depicting a crescent moon, a bronze amulet that seemed to hum when I bent close.
I lost all sense of time, my world buried in the relics and the stories they told. It was the first time in days that I felt … free. No Damien’s piercing gaze, no Julian’s flirtations, no weight of my past life pressing on me. Here, among the remnants of history, I could breathe. I could be Elara Jules, the girl who loved to uncover the past, not the girl who kept being haunted by betrayal and reincarnated for revenge.
Then I saw it — a scroll, kept in a glass case
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