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Lysander's Rage

Author: Oma
last update publish date: 2026-06-03 23:23:27

LYSANDER'S POV:

I walk out of the room. I do not look back. I cannot look back. If I look back, I will see the fear in her eyes, and that fear will make me doubt myself, and I cannot afford to doubt myself right now.

I go to the nursery.

The room is dark and quiet. The baby clothes are still piled on the floor where Celestine left them. The little yellow sleeper is draped over the rocking chair. The soft blankets are folded neatly in the bassinet.

Celestine is not here. She is in our bedroom, s
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