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Chapter 39 - The Fading Scars
Elena looked down at her hands. The invisible scars of her trauma were still there, woven deeply into the fabric of her soul, but they no longer hurt.
They were the beautiful, fierce battle scars of a warrior who had walked through the absolute depths of hell and emerged holding the keys to the kingdom.
"Do you ever think about the box?"
Daniel asked softly, kissing the top of her hair.
"Rarely,"
May you like
Elena admitted honestly.
"Because the memory of the dark has been completely overwritten by the life we built in the light."
