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38: Frantic captive

Alora’s POV

Two days. Two whole days had passed since I last saw Rune, and the silence gnawed at me from the inside out. Anxiety twisted in my stomach.

I was frustrated with myself for even caring. I shouldn't care that he hadn't come.

Or is he fucking Sienna like she said? The thought made something ugly twist in my guts but I pushed it away. No, I don't care.

I should be grateful for the space, right? But that wasn't how it worked. Not when I had gotten so used to seeing him, feeling his presence, whether I wanted to admit it or not.

The longer the hours stretched, the more my emotions bubbled over. What was he doing? Why was he staying away? Was this another one of his twisted games?

I tried to shake off the thoughts as the sound of the door creaking open caught my attention. Aria, the maid, stepped into the room with my dinner tray in her hands.

Her presence had become a routine now. She had a warm smile, and though she wasn’t talkative, there was a quiet kindne
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