Vanc
soriented, the unfamiliar feeling of a soft mattress beneath me and th
s broad shoulders filling the small cooking space by the hearth. On the floor, where he had s
u're awake. Breakfast is ready." His voice was eve
long as I could remember, I had woken up to the smell of a
have made it,
ed high with eggs and bacon. "W
yet so profound, settled
g the Vance house, I had forgotten the one other thing that truly mattered-my mother's silver locket,
ce quiet but firm. "I left my mothe
ll take you. I don't want you going back there alone." The pro
n tension. I was returning to the place that had been my
living room, their faces et
ing with acid. "Couldn't stand the squalor, or di
way. "I'm here for what's mine," I said f
ss of guilt and relief. I led him out to
I told him, my voice steady.
ds sounding hollow and late. "I failed yo
at had cost me so much. "It's too late for
, he reached into his pocket. "Wait. Before you g
rom the doorway. "Are you done yet? I'd like to kno
Of course. That's all
nly I could hear. "It's all I have. The Moonstone will help soothe Ly
one, glowing with a soft, milky light. It was a common c
, too late, but it was something. A flicker o
arily forgotten, the moonstone clutched tightly in my fist. Orion calle
ent, steady presence. Seeing him there, I felt a profound s
and defeated. Kaelan's stormy eyes followed my gaze, then dropped to the pouch in my hand. His expression was un
I clutched the cool stone in my palm, unaware that my brother's small gift of g
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