Chapter 56

Arya’s chestnut eyes snap to mine. I see it then—the flicker of something older. Not hate. Just something that simmers under her skin.

I’ve seen it so much before.

In our mother’s face.

“I’m waiting.” I cross my arms.

Arya leans back, drags a hand down her face. “It was long after the funeral.” S...

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