Chapter 76 The Aftermath

CHLOE’S POV:

Darkness wasn’t black; it was a heavy, warm velvet that pulled at my limbs like quicksand.

My eyes fluttered open, heavy as lead. The sharp, sterile scent of ozone and iron was gone, replaced by the deep, rich aroma of cedarwood, expensive rain, and clean water.

I was sitting in a dee...

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