Chapter 8 Silver Sparks Burning at First Touch

EDDENA'S POV

He stared at me, his intense gaze tracking the tears sliding down my face. His hands, resting at his sides, balled into massive fists. The leather of his gloves creaked under the strain.

"A cabin," he repeated. The word sounded foreign in his mouth. "You're telling me you are just...

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