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I immediately glanced down and tugged at my dress, trying to adjust it to cover the marks. I had forgotten to conceal the wounds with makeup today. I thought my clothes would be enough to hide them, but clearly, I'd been careless.
Margot had spotted the marks when I knelt down, and now I silently scolded myself for the oversight.
Before I could say anything, Margot grabbed my hand and dragged me into the dressing room. She shut the door behind us and turned to me, her concerned expression piercing.
"Where did you get those marks?" she demanded.
I laughed nervously, trying to downplay the situation. "Oh, it's nothing. I got into a fight with a rogue and ended up with these marks," I said, lying through my teeth.
Margot eyed me skeptically but didn't push. "It looks fresh. Why didn't you dress it properly? You need to take care of it so it can heal."
I nodded, appreciating her concern, though I knew the truth was far more complicated. I'd tried everything to heal it-ointments, bandages, even relying on my natural fast-healing ability-but nothing worked. The claw marks remained, raw and unyielding.
Margot sighed in relief. "At least you're okay now. But don't go wandering into the forest again. You heard about that council meeting months ago, right? They warned everyone about rogue activity increasing."
I understood her concern and gave her a reassuring nod. She cared for me like a guardian, which made sense-she had a daughter around my age. Margot had shared with me once that she'd sent her daughter abroad years ago, using all her savings to give her a better future.
"You remind me so much of my daughter," Margot said softly. "Every time I see you, it feels like I'm looking at her. Please, Selene, don't take risks like this. If you ever need help, I want you to promise you'll come to me."
Her words warmed my heart, and I nodded again. "Thank you, Margot. I promise."
She gave me a small smile before leaving the dressing room. Once the door shut,
I locked it behind her and let out a long sigh.
I slipped out of my dress and stood in front of the mirror, lifting my hand to examine the claw marks on my chest. They stretched across my skin in three jagged lines, and I hissed as my fingers brushed over
them.
I shut my eyes tightly as the memory of how I got them flashed through my mind.
"I thought it was only my power," I muttered through gritted teeth. "But he has the same ability-to leave traces that don't fade."
Anger and frustration swirled inside me as I pushed the memory away. I couldn't afford to dwell on it,
not now.
I put my dress back on carefully and secured my apron tightly, making sure it was snug enough that the marks wouldn't be visible even if I bent down again. Satisfied, I left the dressing room and went
back to work.
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The day passed quickly, filled with the calming buzz of customers and the soothing aroma of freshly brewed coffee and warm brownies. I'd grown to love the gentle rhythm of the coffee shop, and if brought me a sense of peace I didn't often feel elsewhere.
Throughout the day, I kept checking my phone, hoping for a call from my children. Their voices were the only thing that made me feel whole.
By the time evening rolled around, Margot had left for the day, as she always did. She trusted me with the spare keys to the shop, so it was my responsibility to lock up every night.
At nine o'clock, the last of the staff had finished their shifts and left. I double- checked the money in the cashier, locked it up, and let out a tired sigh.
"I'm done for today."
I reached for the strings of my apron, ready to take it off and head home, when the sound of the bell
startled me.
The door had opened.
I turned around, already speaking. "Sorry, the shop is closed for the night-"
But my words caught in my throat when I saw who it was.
My eyes widened in shock. "Grayson Vale!"
Standing in the doorway was the very man I'd been trying to find for weeks.
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