Quiet is Not Mercy

Quiet is Not Mercy

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Aria Travers, daughter of one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight, stopped speaking at the age of fourteen. No one was given an explanation. None was asked for. Only those who needed to know were told: the Dark Lord himself, Bellatrix Lestrange, Lucius Malfoy, and her parents. Even among the Death Eaters, the truth was a guarded thing. At Hogwarts, it became nothing more than a rumor wrapped in fear. After her silence, Aria faded from the lives of those who once knew her best. Draco. Pansy. Theo. Blaise. The girl who had once laughed beside them became distant, watchful, unreadable, and carrying secrets far too heavy for her age. Draco Malfoy is unraveling in his own way. Bound by orders he never wanted, spiraling toward a future soaked in blood, he can't stop watching Aria, or wondering what happened to the girl who disappeared behind her silence. As tensions rise and allegiances fracture, his search for answers pulls them from uneasy familiarity into open hostility. Because some silences are acts of survival. Some enemies are born from love. And some romances can only exist in the aftermath of betrayal.
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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