CHAPTER TWENTY/SEVEN

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THALIA'S POV "Nova? Whatever is going on in your head, tell me. Please," I begged, and Nova raised her head to look me in the eye as she asked. 'What if it's not something, but someone, Thalia?' Nova asked, and I frowned as I considered her words. "Someone? Someone like who, Nova?" I asked in confusion, curious to know who she might be referring to, and Nova watched me silently for a few seconds before answering. 'Like Tristan, Thalia. Someone like Tristan.' "Tristan?" I asked in confusion, not sure I have any idea who she was referring to. For some reason, though, that name sounds really familiar. Like I should know who he is, but I can't seem to. It's like there's some kind of barrier between me and whatever memories I should have of this person, blocking me and making it so I can't

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