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I rest my head on his shoulder. “I love you, big brother.” “I love you too, little sis.” He puts his head against mine for a second, but then we hear the Order members approach the window out of the attic. Our sibling bonding moment ends abruptly as we jump into the air and fly away, then giggle like little kids at how we almost got caught. I sober up again as we hover outside the dorms. “Hey, Jonah. We’ll make Grace pay for what she did somehow. I promise.” “A long stay in Penumbra prison would do her some good. Even Azrael couldn’t get her out of there.” He runs a hand through his messy hair. “Either way, I’m over it. I’m ready to move on.” For Araceli’s sake, I hope that’s true. Chapter Twenty-Nine Olivia T he next morning is Sunday and I sleep in a bit. When I finally roll out
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