CHAPTER HUNDRED & SIXTY-SIX

LUCIAN

It had been three days since my first return to the fig tree—since I found nothing but flattened grass and a silence that didn’t feel like peace.

But I went back.

Again.

And again.

Three times in total.

And on the third… he was there.

Ezra.

Sitting cross-legged near the sundial, wearing ...

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