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Chapter 46: The Midnight Flight
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2026-03-11 09:06:00Amara’s POV
The salt-heavy wind of Cape Haven usually felt like a lullaby, but tonight, it sounded like a funeral dirge.
I didn't turn on the lights in the shop. I didn't need them. I knew every inch of this cramped, thread-scented space by heart. My hands, swollen and trembling, moved with frantic precision. I shoved the few pieces of clothing I owned into a canvas duffel bag, my breath coming in short, jagged hitches that hurt my ribs.
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