CHAPTER 138 — THE SPLIT IN MY SOUL

The world bent.

Light from Asher.

Darkness from the curse.

Both pulling so hard that my vision fractured like glass under too much pressure.

“Asher—” I choked out, gripping his shirt as the ground buckled beneath us. “It’s… it’s tearing—”

“I know,” he rasped, pulling me tight against him. “Hol...

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