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NORA The room still felt heavy even after Mira left. The air was thick, like I could still smell her bitter scent lingering. My heart hadn’t settled, pounding wildly inside my chest as if it wanted to escape. Logan sat closer, brushing my hair back, his thumb wiping away the tears on my cheeks. His golden eyes, usually sharp and fierce, softened as they looked at me. I clung to the blanket tighter, still trembling from the encounter. “Nora,” he whispered, voice low and soothing. “You are safe with me.” The words warmed me, but it didn’t stop the ache in my chest. I nodded, leaning into his hand. His touch, his scent, his presence calmed Arabella inside me. She whimpered softly, curling against Blaze, who was equally protective, pacing within Logan. “Logan,” I whispered, staring into h