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Chapter 71: The Rings That Survived
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2025-12-23 11:38:43Arthur found her behind the house, where morning dew clung to the grass and the world still felt fragile from last night’s disaster. Julia sat on the porch steps, arms wrapped around her knees, lost in the way the sunlight fought through the clouds.
Arthur approached quietly. He didn’t sit until she looked up.
“I have something for you,” he said.
Julia frowned. “Arthur, after everything, you don’t have to—”
“It’s not from me.” He opened his hand.
The velvet box lay there, dark and small, yet impossibly heavy with meaning. Julia’s breath caught as he lifted the lid, revealing the twin silver bands—perfect, unburned, untouched by smoke.
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