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Matilda's pov

It was too quiet in the forest.

The wind didn't even move.

As I swam through the bushes, the air entered my lungs in excruciating bursts, and the branches scratched my arms. I flinched at every sound. Every shadow seemed to be a ghost.

I could hear Maya's voice in my mind. Don't travel by yourself.

However, I couldn't be present and be held accountable. Even though I had no evidence, Selene was grinning as she sat in that cell.

I had to find the youngster, even if there was a ...

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