The day started quiet.
Too quiet.
I should’ve known it meant something was coming.
Mira had just left after changing the sheets and braiding my hair. I sat by the window, watching the trees sway under soft wind. For once, I wasn’t bracing myself for pain. For once, I felt… okay.
But peace never lasted in this place.
A thunder of footsteps echoed down the hall before the door burst open.
Lucian.
His eyes were wild. His chest heaved with rage, and Amara stood just behind him, wearing a look I’d come to know far too well—a smile made of poison.
“What did you do?” he barked, voice trembling with fury.
I blinked, slowly rising from the chair. “What are you talking about?”
He stormed toward me, grabbing something from Amara’s hand and throwing it at my feet.
A delicate gold chain.
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