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Chapter 30: When the Sky Shifts

Author: N.S Amari
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-27 05:08:47

Amara was already half-awake in the quiet guesthouse she'd rented just outside Paris—far enough to breathe, close enough that the city still buzzed beneath her dreams. She had turned her phone off after sending one final message to Liam: I need space. Not forever. Just a little longer.

The knock came just before dawn.

She blinked herself upright, disoriented. Another knock.

Groggy, she opened the door to find the concierge holding out her phone. "Miss West, this call came through reception. It sounded urgent."

Heart in her throat, she took the phone. "Hello?"

"Amara? It’s Dr. Alain from Saint-Pierre. Maxwell had a mild seizure in the night. He’s stabilized now, but we thought you should know."

Amara exhaled sharply, gripping the doorframe. "Thank you. I—I’ll come by later today."

She hadn’t even processed the first wave of panic before the phone buzzed again.

"Hello?"

"Amara, it’s Tessa." Her voice was shredded with fear. "I was headed to Saint-Pierre when—I didn’t see him. I hit some
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