DAMIAN I stared down at Aurora’s limp body, her breathing steady but faint. Her pale face looked peaceful, almost serene, but the truth behind her stillness made my chest tighten.Carefully, I bent down and scooped her into my arms. She felt lighter than I expected, fragile even. For a moment, a flicker of hesitation passed through me, but I buried it quickly.This wasn’t about her. This was about me.Once we were in my room, I laid her on the bed, adjusting the pillows beneath her head. The witch was arriving soon, and everything needed to be in place.As I turned to grab a chair, my eyes landed on her satchel. It sat there innocently, draped over her shoulder.Curiosity gnawed at me, and before I could stop myself, I reached for it.What could she possibly need to carry everywhere?I opened the bag, and my hand froze when I pulled out a thick, leather-bound book. My pulse quickened as I flipped it open, my eyes scanning the symbols and spells scrawled across the pages.A spell book
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