"‘Us.’ Are you seriously grouping yourself and me together under that word?"

“You didn’t answer my question—how do you know that? Who are you?”@@novelbin@@

“I’ll be dragged away soon. I have no strength left. All I know is that the Seagrave family made me this way.”

Ezra’s response made Ethan pause.

Seagrave.

It was a name he’d heard somewhere before.

As Ethan sank into thought, Ezra freed himself from Ethan’s grip. Adjusting the book he was holding, Ezra murmured in a low voice, “I’m being watched. I’d prefer it if you let me go.”

Watched?

Ethan snapped his head up, startled, but Ezra wasn’t looking at him.

“We didn’t have a conversation. I came here just to borrow a book.”

Ezra spoke as though he were talking to himself, his gaze avoiding Ethan. Then, without a sound, he moved away.

“Protect the child. The answer lies there. And don’t trust your father.”

With that, Ezra disappeared.

The “child” Ezra referred to could mean two people. One was Aurora. The other was “the child who drank from the spring.”

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