CHAPTER 121 FLAMES.

CLAIRE The crowd watched in silence while their faces reflected the flames. This was a ritual, a way to honor the dead and ensure their spirit moved on. But for me, it was a moment of profound loss, one that I was going to remember probably for the rest of my life. "She was so brave," I whispered with a breaking voice. I feared I was going to burst out in tears soon enough, even though I'd cried all day in my room alone. "She gave her life for us." Declan squeezed my shoulder gently. "I know, Claire. She'll be remembered for her sacrifice." As the fire burned, we each took turns stepping forward to say our final goodbyes. Anya stood by the pyre, her head bowed in respect. When it was my turn, I walked slowly to the edge of the flames with trembling hands. "Thank you," I whispered with a voice that was barely audible over the crackling of the fire. " For everything. You've taught me something, not by saying but by doing. I'll live by it." I placed the flower at the b