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A HOUSE OF ERASED MEMORIES

META'S POV:

It's been three days since Thyme vanished without a trace, and with each passing hour, the knot of unease in my stomach tightened into a cold, hard stone. Three days. Seventy-two hours. An unacceptable deviation from the norm. The day I had finally gathered the courage to announce o...