Chapter One Hundred and Forty One: Too Late

(Kaelia's POV)

The silence that followed my words felt like a blade pressed against my throat.

Theron reached for me, desperation creeping into his voice. “Kaelia, please. Listen to me—”

“No!”

I rose so abruptly that my chair scraped against the marble floor. My chest tightened, and every bre...

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