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Ava stepped through first.
The air hit like a slap—sharp, dry, not filtered. Her coat whipped slightly in the wind as she moved past the perimeter, boots crunching on the cracked concrete beyond the security threshold.
Behind her, the heavy door hissed shut.
She didn’t look back.
The bunker was done.
No more repair queue. No more twenty-hour shifts with Lucas sending her schematics at midnight like it was urge ...
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