Chapter 13 · free to read
Seven tests to separate a hex from a heart. I designed every one of them. They all failed in the same direction.
Her family kept the wardens' rolls for two hundred years. She found her own great-grandmother's signature on a containment order for a girl exactly my age.
Graftbind — two truths bound so that neither can be taken without the other. Fourth Petal that same week. Third black petal. Nobody at Hexbloom knew the exchange rate but me.
Fourth Petal, three black petals, and two uneasy allies who each had reasons of their own. And the dead wisteria came back — in a colour that has never existed in nature.
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