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... eat the lantern light between them seemed to dim, as though the safehouse itself was holding its breath.
"Your... what?" Her voice broke on the word, disbelief threading through the sharpness of her tone.
Victor didn’t flinch. His crimson eyes held hers with unyielding focus, as if the weight of what he had just admitted was too vast to soften. "I’ve been searching," he said slowly, every word deliberate, "across lifetimes, across bodies, through war and exile. And I never found ...
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