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CHAPTER 38: SMOKE AND WHISPERS

HARPER'S POV

I don't even realize how hard I am breathing until I hear it, this tiny whistle of air pushing past my lips. The whole room is silent, dead silent. The walls are made of stone, cracked and blacked in places, and every single step echoes like I am being followed. But I am not. It is ...