I count the weeks, then days until the auction. It’s the morning of. Now I’m counting hours.
I watch Jael cut through the waves as I wait for her to finish. She climbs in front of me and wraps around herself tighter than usual. She’s quivering.
“This is it,” she whispers. I pull close until I’m against her.
Time’s up. We’re separated and led to the Auction House entrance.
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