Chapter 17
Seleste POV
I had just finished arranging the silver trays from the last of the breakfast that morning when the sound of approaching footsteps made my blood run cold.
The air in the corridor shifted—and I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.
“Seleste.”
Her voice was smooth and low, li...
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2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
7. Chapter 7
8. Chapter 8
9. Chapter 9
10. Chapter 10
11. Chapter 11
12. Chapter 12
13. Chapter 13
14. Chapter 14
15. Chapter 15
16. Chapter 16
17. Chapter 17
18. Chapter 18
19. Chapter 19
20. Chapter 20
21. Chapter 21
22. Chapter 22
23. Chapter 23
24. Chapter 24
25. Chapter 25
26. Chapter 26
27. Chapter 27
28. Chapter 28
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