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... lence like a blade. She stood still, fists clenched at her sides, watching Ezra writhe in his sleep. The baby’s tiny fists balled, chest rising too fast, a cry stuck somewhere in his throat...but no sound came.
Archer crouched beside the bundle of blankets. "He’s fevered again."
"He wasn’t an hour ago." Her eyes burned. "It started the moment the wind changed."
Seraphis pressed her hand to Ezra’s forehead. Her jaw tightened. "This isn’t illness."
"You think I don’ ...
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