Chapter Thirty One: The Night He Chose Me
She didn’t know what terrified her more the shadows hunting them… or the way Cole looked at her like choosing her was no longer a question,but a decision written into his bones. The night felt different charged, trembling,almost alive. Mirabel didn’t know when she first sensed it.Maybe it was the way the wind hushed the forest,or the way the stars pressed closer,as though listening.Maybe it was the silence deep and heavy like the world had paused just long enough for something to change. Or maybe… it was Cole. He walked beside her,steady and quiet, but there was something in the way he kept glancing at her.Not the guarded,careful looks he gave when danger lurked nearby.Not the worried, protective looks he’d given her in the ruins or in the Archive. This was different. This was a look
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