Chapter 129 A Voice of His Own

G,Tessa's POV

Daniel's gaze remained fixed on the empty chair.

His small fingers tightened around the wooden carving in his lap, as though he were afraid it might disappear if he loosened his grip.

"They're here," he whispered.

"I can still hear them."

I stayed where I was, resisting the urge to...

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