91. A FACE PRETTIER THAN TRUTH

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SERAPHINA The roar of the waterfall thundered in my ears, but it couldn’t drown out the sound of my heartbeat. I stood frozen at the edge of the cliff, staring into the churning sea below, wind whipping my hair and cloak back as my hands clenched tightly at my sides. “Ronan…” I whispered, my voice lost in the crashing waves. He’d jumped. My stomach twisted as the frothing waters below swallowed the last ripple of his splash. I gritted my teeth and stepped a little closer to the edge, squinting, searching the depths for any sign of his head surfacing. Nothing. Just crashing white foam and cruel waves licking at jagged rocks below. What if he didn’t come back up? What if— A presence behind me cut through my spiraling thoughts. I turned slightly just enough to see her, Grace. I blin

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