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CHAPTER 42

Gracie's POV

"Who was that?" I gasped, breath catching as the guards pushed my brother's stretcher through the hallway, blood pouring from his back.

Tavin was dying. I knew it.

My voice cracked in a frantic prayer. "Goddess, no… Please. Let him live."

I ran behind the stretcher, feet stumb...