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CHAPTER 82: PIECES FALLING 2

HARPER'S POV

I wake up with a pounding in my head and a dull ache sitting right where my heart should be. The sun's not fully out yet, just a hazy gray bleeding through the curtain of the tent. I blink at the unfamiliar ceiling for a second before it hits me—I'm not in Silver Moon anymore. I'm n...