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The Things She Didn’t Save

작가: Katie Haddad
last update 게시일: 2026-05-02 19:00:00

Nyxara POV

The last time I felt danger like this…

Everyone I cared about died.

⸻

The feeling doesn’t come all at once, not like the bond does when it tightens or pulls or demands something immediate, but slower, quieter, like something slipping beneath the surface of everything else until I can’t ignore it anymore, and I hate that I recognize it so quickly because that means it’s real, because that means it isn’t just instinct or paranoia or the l
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