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Author: Ghale Larson
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Melanie

The weight of the day seemed to press down on me, the oppressive tension of the near-kidnapping attempt still lingering in the corners of my mind like an unwelcome shadow. It had been a few days since the rogues tried to take me, but the memory of the cold, dark hallway, the desperation in their eyes, and the suffocating panic that had gripped my chest still haunted me. I had tried to go on with my duties, to act like everything was normal, but the truth was, I was far from fine.

Sitting in the grand hall, my back stiff against the velvet chair, my mind was a thousand miles away. I could hear the soft murmurs of the other Luna’s in the region, their voices blending together in a low hum. But it all felt distant, muffled, as though I were underwater. My hands rested on my lap, the edges of my nails digging into my palms as if I could ground myself in the physical sensation, ward off the intrusive thoughts.

Oswald had been so patient with me. His touch was always gentle, his con
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