Chapter 7
The mornings in the healing estate were colder than in the south. Fog drifted through the silver pines outside my window, brushing everything with silence.
I slipped out of bed, still weak, but I needed to walk—anything to feel alive.
“You still walk like you did when you were little.”
The voice ...
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1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
7. Chapter 7
8. Chapter 8
9. Chapter 9
10. Chapter 10
11. Chapter 11
12. Chapter 12
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