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Azura's POV The flickering candlelight cast a dim glow in my cozy cottage, surrounded by the faint scent of ancient tomes and the lingering energy of countless spells. The air crackled with the weight of my mission – to find a way to untangle the mystical threads tying Danielle's unborn child to Damian. The solution seemed to elude me, lost in the intricate dance of arcane symbols and cryptic rituals. As I delved into the mystical tomes, frustration clawed at the edges of my determination. Dahlia and Elias were off seeking answers, and time ticked away like sand slipping through my fingers. The doctor's plan provided a foundation, but I felt a deeper calling, a need to tap into the otherworldly to unravel the supernatural binds that held us captive. Hours turned into an endless journey