Chapter 11 “The Silence Before The Rift”

Morning comes like a sigh.

The fire in the hearth has faded to embers, and thin light drips through the window, painting the room in quiet gold. Liam’s arm is around me, heavy and warm, our hands tangled on the blanket. For a long moment, I don’t move. I just listen—to his heartbeat, to the fain...

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