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Lucein lay sprawled across the living room couch like a defeated war hero, one arm draped limply over his face, the other clutching a pillow as if it were his last line of defense. His complexion was paler than moonlight, lips parted in a groan that sounded like death itself knocking.
Beside him, little Elysia sat dutifully, patting her mama’s chest with her tiny hands as if her fragile touch could heal worlds. "Shhh... Mama, it’s okay. I will protect you from evil, baby brother," s ...
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