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**Chapter 63: Incomplete**

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Mona POV

The second flicker came after midnight.

It was weaker than the first—barely a pulse in the dark—but it was enough. Alessandro went rigid beside me on the bed the moment it sparked. I felt the echo of him flood back into the hollow place in my chest: frayed, unstable, and so desperately welcome that a broken sound left my throat before I could stop it.

“Mona.”

His voice was rough. Close. Already moving.

The partial bond didn’t give us the old seamless pull. It gave us fragments—flash
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