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Elora POV Abigail saved me, she saved my life knowing she would expose herself, expose her family. She nearly died to save me. And I feared what Silas was going to do to her. I could feel the bond, feel them and right now they were all in shock. But what happens after the shock wears off, what happens when Silas wants to break the curse again? I try to hop off Silas’s lap, but his grip just gets tighter. Matitus and Dragus are both sitting on the floor with us. “I’m sorry, Elora. I don’t care about the curse; I just need you, please forgive me,” Silas whispers into my neck, clutching onto me like I am his lifeline. “Let me up please Silas,” I ask, and he reluctantly lets go, allowing me to stand. Turning around and looking down at him, I can tell he had been crying. It looked strang