Chapter 45 45. Seven boys

Barric

“It means you’re the other half of my soul,” I say, holding her gaze. “Made to fit me in a way no one else ever could.”

Her expression softens—but doubt still lingers in her eyes.

“And you’re just… certain?” she asks.

“I am,” I answer without hesitation.

Because I am.

Not because I know ever...

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