Chapter 60Elodie

The night refused to let me rest.

The moon hung high in the sky, full and watching, like an eye that never blinked. I sat on my bed, knees pulled to my chest, listening to the quiet sounds of the school at night. Guards moved outside. I could hear their boots on stone, slow and steady.

They were not protecting me.

They were watching me.

Lysa was awake inside me, pacing again.

They are afraid, she said.

“They should be,” I whispered back, then froze.

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