Chapter 61

Sage's POV

The morning light was soft. I sat on the stone bench in the garden. The roses were blooming. Their petals were red and soft. I stared at them. It was the weekend.

I heard footsteps behind me. I knew who it was before she spoke.

"Sage."

Luna's voice. Warm. Gentle. I did not turn around.

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