SEVENTY ONE

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Chapter 71 Ella I didn't know where I was going. I just knew I had to get away. The walls of my room felt like they were closing in on me, suffocating and cold despite the flickering candlelight. My breath came too fast, my chest tight as I gripped the letter in my hands, my nails digging into the fragile paper. I wanted to scream. Instead, I walked. Through the dimly lit corridors, past the empty halls, past the ghosts of laughter and life that no longer existed for me. The night air hit me the moment I stepped outside, cool and sharp against my skin, but it did nothing to calm the storm raging inside me. I kept walking, my feet moving on instinct, my body tense with something I couldn't name—something raw and ugly and unbearable. The grief sat in my chest like a wou

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