Chapter 52 Varen, Luxe and Milo

Elara’s POV, 

Twelve years ago 

The rain comes down hard enough to sting.

I don’t move.

“Again.”

Varen’s voice cuts through the sound of it, sharp and flat, like it always is.

I’m on the ground, palms scraping against wet wood, breath coming out unevenly. My arms feel heavy, like they don’t be...

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