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Chapter 68

Life is so unpredictable. One moment we're dreaming, hoping, and then in the next, we're crashing, crumbling.

Leaving my papa into that torture cell was the hardest decision I ever made. Even though I promised I'd get him out of there, I didn't spot the belief, no hope in his eyes. I, myself wasn't sure how I was gonna do that. If I ever could do that.

Stepping out of the room, I glanced back, the door disappearing behind the illusion of a cracked wall. My gaze steered to the elderly lady too focused on her crocheting task. I didn't have to think twice to discern who she was.

A witch.

"Luna, are you okay?"

"Take me back," I told Wyett, already walking out of the house.

I could feel his concerned glance finding me through the rearview mirror from time to time, but something in my expression kept him from approaching about it. He let me stare out the window without any interruption. Maybe it was the cold fire in my eyes, or the spiraling storm beneath my silence, or a new surge of
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