“Help us help her, Max. You can guide her through this.” I pulled away. “Like hell I can.” Not after what that thing did to me. Not after what I, however unwittingly, did to Tisaanah. I shot Nura a glare. “I’m sure you’re about to tell me it isn’t a request.” A little smile flitted across her mouth. “It has to be a request. Tisaanah wrote it into her pact.” “She—what?” She strode back to her closet. “She was smart. Very specific in her requests. We couldn’t get out of our promises if we wanted to. And one of them was about you.” She selected another one of her identical white jackets. “That
  
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