Chapter 22 Speaking up

Cain's POV

The Frostbite gates close behind us with a sound that feels too final to be real.

The iron groans as it seals, wood slamming into place like a verdict. I don’t turn around. I can’t. If I do, I’m afraid I’ll run back, tear through those gates, consequences be damned and beg her to look a...

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