
Sifat lay there, staring at the spot he’d stood a moment ago. Her heartbeat was uneven, her thoughts tangled, not fear this time, but something she didn’t know how to name.
Outside, Rivan stopped by the hallway, leaning against the wall for a second, exhaling hard. He wasn’t sure when protecting her had started to feel personal... but it did. And that terrified him more than anything else.



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