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AUTHOR’S POV Nerissa tossed and turned, unable to find comfort in sleep. Frustrated, she sat up and ran her fingers through her hair, wishing her husband was by her side. He was the only person she could be honest with about everything that had happened, including the guilt that was gnawing at her insides. Guilt she couldn’t even understand. Yes, she had set a trap for Lykos and Oceana, but it ended up being unnecessary, as Lykos died without her interference. But, somehow, the guilt persisted. She stood up and looked out of her window. It seemed to be a good day, and she could use the sun on her skin. This made her feel better every time. She exited her room and went to Oceana's, hoping her sister was alone because it was still difficult for her to face their parents, knowing she ha