“And with each breath they took together, Grayson saw the faces of the ones he’d failed before. The first girl he’d ever cared for, face down on the shore, dead. Avery, bleeding and unconscious on the pavement. The world on fire…Grayson hadn’t even been able to run to her. For so long, he hadn’t been able to run toward anyone or anything. Emily, dead. Avery, bleeding. But Lyra was here…Lyra was fine.”
— Feb 01, 2026 03:33PM
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