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Going back to where it all started

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Selina’s POV

I paced the length of my room, the night pressing heavy against the glass of the windows, the city beyond seeming smaller, darker, as if even the lights of the skyscrapers couldn’t keep the shadows at bay anymore, as if the weight of everything that had been set in motion was creeping closer with every heartbeat, every breath that felt too shallow, too tight. Damon slept in the next room, innocent, oblivious to the storm building around him, and I hated it—hated that I couldn’t keep the world from bleeding through the cracks of the sanctuary I’d tried so hard to build for him, hated that even now, even after everything, I was powerless to stop it alone.

I called Vera.

I didn’t even think—I just did it, my fingers trembling as I dialed, my voice raw when she answered, as if she’d known I would need her tonight.

“Selina?” Vera’s voice was soft, worried, a balm I didn’t deserve.

“I need you to come over,” I whispered, forcing the words past the lump in my throat. “Please.”

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