Chapter 1844

Moss gazed at Melon, a mocking smile playing across his weathered features.

Despite the boys persistent questions, he remained silent.

It wasnt that he didnt want to speak; he simply didnt know where to begin.

In truth, Moss found himself adrift in a sea of confusion.

The moment Emilias body had been destroyed in that metal house by Holden and his people, he had felt as though his lifes purpose had been violently ripped away.

For over two decades, the dream of reviving Emilia had been his sole reason for clinging to existence.

The day after the explosion, he had sought out a quiet place, intent on killing himself.

But as he had been about to do that, something had held him back.

A nagging thought had wormed its way into his mind: he couldnt just die like this. At the very least, he needed to exact revenge on Holden and Ariana.

shattered the plan he had meticulously crafted for twenty years, causing his entire belief system to crumble

Eleymond, carefully evading security to infiltrate the

Ariana and Holden dead, but that had felt

believed there were fates

he had constructed a snowman to lure young

He had kidnapped Melon.

had known Ariana and Holden would be devastated by

Moss had lurked in the

had initially brought him a perverse sense of

chain of events-the adduction, the island

the weight of his grievances and long-held enmities had begun to feel

hunched forward, elbows digging

in mood, quietly

too young to fully grasp the depths of adult sorrow or the pain

time on the island, his

about the old mans gruff

across the seas surface, Melons eyes

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