CHAPTER HUNDRED & SIXTY-EIGHT

LUCIAN

I didn’t realize I was crying until I blinked and felt salt sting my lip.

He looked thinner. Paler. Like they’d drained the color out of him. Like the fig tree and sunlight had never existed. His arms twitched like he was fighting something inside his own bones.

The men didn’t look at h...

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