d, Marcus Thorne returned. His face
e announced, not looking at me directly. "She requires so
ning twist on my heritage. My connection to th
uests your presen
t stopped. But Leo had not yet returned. I nee
aid, my voice ca
walked slowly, deliberat
t. Ethan sat beside her, holding her hand, murmurin
ronica hasn't been resting well. The doctor
I was the spectr
g, Elara. It' s just... the shadows in this old
lties. Ethan and Veronica whispered to each other, occasionally casting glances my way. Their words w
, her voice louder now, "I was reading about old f
n replied,
o cleanse the space." She looked directly at me, a glint in her eye. "Ela
ression was unreadable for
g the weight of an order. "Veronica
er blow. He spoke of my heritage, the very thing he was tr
eded, Ethan?" I asked,
hing – shame? discomfort? – cros
ffice," he said, turning awa
f mind. The promises he made of protecting my people, of valuing our ways, echoed mocki
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