5. The Binding
5 The Binding Emilia sat on the porch, ignoring the cold wind that seeped through her coat. The sun was starting to fade. Soon they would bring Rosalie out to bind her powers. A sunset ceremony. It felt like an execution. The door creaked open behind her. She knew it was Jacob before he’d draped the blanket around her. “Some day, huh?” Jacob sat down beside her. “Some day.” Emilia took Jacob’s hand. Her heart began to hum the moment their skin touched. She pulled him closer, moving the blanket to cover them both. Emilia took a deep breath. His scent of grass and life filled her lungs as she relaxed into his shoulder. But her stomach was still tight. “You really think binding her powers is the right thing to do?” “No.” He lifted Emilia’s chin and looked into her eyes. “But I think it’
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