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finished with your pa

st my face like needles. My dress clung to my legs like an icy shroud, but the

. His striking golden hair was tossed by the gale, his sharp

ed, his tone dripping with aristocratic authority.

r posture engineered to project frail innocence. She tilted her face upward-the very face that had successfu

t's all my fault. I shouldn't have been so frail... I shouldn't have let Damien comf

leaves scraping across stone. "Comfort you? Luna, I didn't walk in

e took an authoritative step forward. "Watch your tongue, Inez. As the future

my burning eyes refusing to shed a single tear. "Are you referring to m

cut away toward the crashing waves below. That sin

rantically at Damien's silk sleeve. "Damien, don't fight with her because

er hers-a soft, gentle touch he had never once offered me in our ten years of betrothal. H

ter

youth into loving, and the sister I had shared my home with. They looked like a tragic

inal thread holding my shat

r's affection she had stolen with fake tears, every time Damien had scolded me for my 'jealousy' whenever I caug

over me, colder than the dark ocea

a step

se pebbles rattled off the sheer rock wal

color. "Inez! Don't you

. Only the fury of a master who

the slight gap in her pale fingers, I caugh

ook set me co

slow, genuine smile

ver the roaring gale, entire

plunging into a tempest and l

I saw Damien's face contort in genuine panic as he lunged over the ledge, hi

Shocking, bone-shattering agony tore through my ribcage and

ind whispered into th

as lead. But just as my consciousness touched the edge of permanent

h my cold veins

t knowledge. Visions of sacred herbs, deadly poisons, blood-sealing n