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CHAPTER 125: TO BREAK A CYCLE

HARPER'S POV

The paper curls between my fingers like it's alive. It smells of burnt pine and smoke, but the flame that brought it here is already gone, snuffed out by the wind as quickly as it came. My chest tightens because I know this trick. Miko used to use it, back when we were kids sneaking...