Chapter 8 The Choice That Breaks the Flame

Ember stared at Lira as if the world had tilted beneath her feet.

One must die before dawn.

The words clung to the air like smoke.

“No,” Ember whispered. “There has to be another way. I won’t choose between—”

Lira raised a hand, stopping her. “This is not cruelty, child. It is nature. You and th...

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