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... carriage.
Not the comfortable kind. The suffocating kind. The kind that pressed down on your chest and made every breath feel like an effort.
It had been an hour since they’d left for Veldora, and the questions had been relentless for the first thirty minutes. Question after question about the exile, about what really happened, about why he’d thrown away everything.
Finally, Jax had sighed so hard it sounded like his soul was trying to escape through his mouth.
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