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Chapter 25: Haunting Pasts II

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‎Mikhail’s POV

‎Houston, Texas,

‎I see her before she sees me.

‎One heartbeat.

‎That’s all it takes for the last two years to collapse into nothing.

‎She’s standing near the marble staircase in an emerald dress that clings to every curve I once memorized with my mouth.

‎Hair longer, sun-kissed at the ends, twisted up in a careless knot that begs to be undone.

‎Skin glowing under the chandeliers like she’s been kissed by a different sun than the one that used to watch us bleed.

‎She looks happ
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