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... ange, tense, and unnervingly domestic month. The world outside our penthouse windows in Avalon hummed along, utterly ignorant of the two-year clock Alyssara had set, a cosmic deadline ticking away in the quiet rooms of our home. We existed in a bubble of borrowed time, each sunrise a small, defiant victory.
This morning was a perfect portrait of that contradiction. Sunlight, crisp and golden with the first real bite of autumn, streamed through the floor-to-ceiling glass, illuminating the ...
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