Chapter 200--- One wrong shot

Arielle

"No, I'm not leaving." I say simply.

Zane shakes his head at me once, sharp and restrained.

“Go,” he says quietly. “Follow them. It's not safe here.”

I don’t move.

I don’t even blink.

I just stare at him—plant my feet into the concrete like roots, lift my chin, and let every stub...

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