Chapter 17. The Books Had Lied

Lia

When he finally spoke, his words were ice. “What about you?”

And then he was gone.

The door slammed shut, and the silence swallowed me whole again.

Only now, it was worse. Because it wasn’t just silence anymore.

It was limbo.

Marked but not mated. Bound but unwanted. Alive but unraveling.

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