Chapter 35 Roots Torn Asunder

Isabella POV

"No." The word fell from my lips as I sank to my knees. The dusty cabin floor bit into my skin while Lyra's wedding dress—not mine—pooled around me like spilled moonlight. "This can't be real."

If they weren't my birth parents, then who am I?

Memories flooded through me: Mother teach...

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