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He Drowned Me, I Burned His World.

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 832    |    Released on: 29/09/2025

Salas

hony came home wi

oncern as he lifted me from my bed and settled me into my wheelchair. "I was so

m so, so sorry about what happened in the game, Elsa," she said, rushing to my side and gr

g in deeper. That' s when I saw it. On her wrist, a delicate silver bracele

art s

n for my last birthday. He' d told me the beads were polished fragments o

st, so intense it felt physical. I gasped, m

rp with alarm. "What is it? Are y

hing his hand away. "No doctor. I'

ge of my bed, my body trembling. I raised my left hand, where its twin-a simple si

ain snapped, the silver beads scattering across the floor l

much it hurt. Shaking, I stood up and walked, without my chair, out of the room. I still couldn' t believe

d see into the kitchen from the hallway. And w

tangled in her hair as he kissed her, deep and hungry. It was a kiss

murmur. "We have to be careful.

didn' t even stay with me last night. And you let her get the Phoeni

kissing the tip. "It was a mistake.

le. She hooked a leg around his waist, pu

er wrist flash as she moved. It caught

from him in years. He scooped her up in his arms and car

rustle of clothing-were indistinct, blurred, as if I were hearing

y. We' ll have our own wedding in Aethelgard. A bigge

ahlia' s voice was

prom

life. My dreams. My future. I stood there, frozen in the hallway, forcing myself to watch

one, tore through me, starting in my ches

m in a daze, the world a

Anthony' s cologne clinging to her like a shroud. "I' m taking the rest of th

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