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The Morning After Everything Changed

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last update 公開日: 2026-03-08 04:35:59
MAYA'S POV

The first thing I felt was Jess's hand in mine.

Not Damien's. Not the mate bond humming under my skin like a live wire. Jess's hand, smaller than mine, gripping tight enough that her nails were cutting half-moons into my palm.

I opened my eyes and the light didn't hurt.

That was wrong. The light should have hurt. Everything had hurt before—the sounds, the colors, the weight of two hundred souls pressing into my consciousness like they were trying to crawl inside my skull and m
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