CHAPTER HUNDRED & SIXTY-SEVEN

LUCIAN

One week.

Today makes it a week since I last saw Ezra.

Since the day he stood under the fig tree and said, “I think they’re coming tonight.”

Since he vanished back into the hedges like a shadow that was never mine to hold.

I kept going back. Every morning, every afternoon, sometimes even af...

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