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Brinley’s POV

Maeve said yes.

Not to me.

Not to them.

To all of us.

Yes, she wanted all of us.

I hadn’t slept. Not because of nightmares—those I could handle. Not even because of the vision I still hadn’t told them about, the one rotting in my chest like a second heart. I hadn’t ...

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