CHAPTER FORTY THREE

Lyra’s POV

I blinked.

Once.

Twice.

But the image didn’t change.

She was still there, still standing in front of me like a ghost pulled from the seams of my forgotten dreams. Still smiling with a calmness that shook me to my core.“Delyria ,” she said again, her voice quieter this time. “My twin....

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