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THE TRAP UNVEILED

WREN’S POV

The air felt heavier than usual, a weight pressing down on me as I moved through the estate. Something wasn’t right, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. Lyra had been uncharacteristically silent all morning, her usual comforting presence muted to a faint whisper.

“Lyra?” I asked, pausing ...