Eva’s Point of View I open my eyes and I’m not in my room anymore. The air smells like nothing. Feels like everything. A pale field stretches out around me—white, endless, glowing like it’s been kissed by the gods. I know this place. My vision space. My little corner of divine interference. Only this time, I’m not alone. Sonia stands a few feet away, her brows drawn in tight confusion, feet sinking slightly into the glowing mist underfoot. Her braid is half undone, as if she got pulled straight from sleep. I don’t blame her for the stunned look—this isn’t the kind of place you stumble into gently. “What is this?” she whispers, turning in a slow circle. “Welcome to my world,” I murmur, stepping beside her. “We’re experiencing a vision. Together.” She blinks at me like I’ve just handed her a live grenade wrapped in tinsel. Before she can fire off more questions, the light in front of us thickens, swirls—then parts like a curtain. A figure glides toward us, cloaked in soft gold
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