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Sorry for being weak!

Author: Ava
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-29 00:34:49

Elowen's POV

I didn’t know where I was going. My feet moved on their own, dragging me further away from the confrontation with Theron. My vision blurred with tears, and my chest felt tight, like a vice squeezing the air out of me.

His words, his actions—they replayed in my mind on a loop, tearing me apart piece by piece. I wiped at my cheeks, but the tears wouldn’t stop. They kept falling, hot and relentless, until my whole body trembled from the weight of it all.

I wandered through the academy grounds aimlessly, not caring where I ended up. The ache in my chest was unbearable, and my knees threatened to buckle with every step.

Somehow, I found myself on unfamiliar ground. The trees here were taller, denser, casting heavy shadows over the path. I stopped for a moment, glancing around, and my stomach twisted.

I was in his territory. Alaric’s.

Panic gripped me, my hands shaking as I realized where I was. I shouldn’t be here. I wasn’t supposed to cross into his domain without reaso
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Theron Is trying his best can’t she feel it even for a moment
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