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FORTY-THREE: Winter to Spring

Author: Circeleari
last update publish date: 2026-07-12 01:12:52

MINTHE

Winter to Spring

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The cold from the ice rink creeps up my calves, settling in my ribs.

I sit frozen on the bench, gripping my skate laces.

The floodlights blur above me, reflecting off the ice where, seconds ago, I let myself feel a flicker of hope.

What a fucking joke.

Cassian shuffles over in his omega disguise, stopping at the railing.

He blinks down at me, noting the hollow look on my face.

“You know, the poets back in the imperial capital say that a heart broken in the wi
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