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Third POV Elena sat beside Asher's hospital bed, her fingers curled tightly around his tiny hand. His skin was so cold. The machines beeped steadily beside her, each sound like a ticking clock counting down toward a moment she couldn't bear to imagine. Mama Sage stood quietly by the window, whispering silent prayers to her gods and goddesses , occa
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