The Enemy Within

Kaelia

My hands started shaking as I scrolled through my contacts for Ginevra’s number. The phone felt stupidly heavy, like it was made of lead, not plastic. I could still hear Valen’s footsteps pounding through the house, doors slamming, his voice barking out orders in that sharp, rapid-fire Italian.

The phone barely rang twice before she picked up.

“Kaelia…”

“Ginevra, something’s happened…”

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