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They left before dawn.
No goodbyes. No notes. No trace.
Just the hiss of melting snow beneath wagon wheels and the heavy hush of two hearts too worn down to speak.
Scheuer had woken her with a hand on her shoulder and a quiet, “It’s time.” That was all. No talk of plans. No flurry of last-minute ...
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Chapters
1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
7. Chapter 6
8. Chapter 7
9. Chapter 8
10. Chapter 9
11. Chapter 10
12. Chapter 11
13. chapter 12
14. Chapter 13: The Garden of Thorns
15. Chapter 14
16. Chapter 15
17. Chapter 16
18. Chapter 17
19. Chapter 18
20. Chapter 19
21. Chapter 20
22. Chapter 21
23. Chapter 22
24. Chapter 23
25. Chapter 24
26. Chapter 25
27. Chapter 26
28. 27
29. Chapter 28
30. Chapter 29
31. Chapter 30
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34. 33
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38. 37
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50. 49
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