Chapter 43:
Ciara's POV
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Daryl's words hit me like a slap, and I swear I could almost feel the sting on my skin. It was like a bucket of ice water had been thrown over me, jolting me to my core.
My heart dropped, and everything around me seemed to freeze. The room fell silent.
I blinked a few times, trying to shake the fog in my brain. My pulse raced in my ears, and I could barely process what he'd just said.
My mouth opened, but no words came out. What had he just said? Was my mind playing tricks on me?
"What... what did you say?" Luna Eleanor’s asked, her brow furrowed as if she, too, couldn’t quite believe what had just been said.
I would’ve asked the same question if I wasn’t already standing in the middle of this nightmare. If I didn’t already feel out of place, like
