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Naomi’s Pov

The strange thing about distance is how close it can feel.

That night, even though Cassian and I barely spoke, even though the house was quiet and nothing dramatic happened, I felt him everywhere. In the hallways, in the echo of footsteps, in the soft creak of a floorboard near my room. He didn’t come to my door, and I didn’t expect him to, but his presence moved like a shadow that kept brushing against mine.

I tried to read. My eyes didn’t move.

I tried to sleep. My body wouldn’t settle.

Every thought drifted back to him.

Not in a fantasy way, not in some dramatic romance-novel kind of picture. No. It was the small things. The way he watched me earlier, the way his voice softened when he said I didn’t have to prove anything to him, the way he stood close and breathed like he needed the world to slow down.

It was all too real.

I finally gave up and went downstairs for water. The base was dim and quiet, lights set to night mode. Something about the soft blue glow m
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