![]() ![]() With her festival duties considered complete once the distribution of outfits had been finalised, all Alex’s spare time had been spent continuing her training with the unrelenting Meyarin. It was two days since she’d danced with Aven, which meant it was two and a half days since Niyx had learned she would soon be leaving. But as she twirled with him around the room and their difficult conversation faded away, Alex decided she was happy enough to live in that bubble for the moment-especially if it meant she could enjoy the little time she had left with Aven as her friend and not as the raging future psychopath who wanted nothing more than to see her dead.Ī gentle shaking made Alex groan as the persistent voice kept calling to her, pulling her out of the deep sleep she so desperately needed. It might have been wishful thinking on her part, or perhaps just plain denial. ![]()
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