Raymond’s POV“The sun feels amazing,” I giggle, stepping into the light, Jude’s hand firm in mine, his shadows winding around us like they’re jealous of the warmth. The city’s alive around us—cars honking, people yelling, odors of coffee and asphalt mixing in the air. My skin’s tingling, hybrid abilities flashing under it, light and dark grappling but not battling anymore. “Jude, you feel this? It’s like… I’m alive, very alive.”He’s squinting at the sun, grumpy as hell, yet his eyes soften as they settle on me. “You glow in the sun—beautiful,” he adds, voice all scratchy, like he’s afraid to say it. His shadows flutter, wrapping closer, and I grin, leaning against him. “You too—my grumpy sun,” I taunt, and he snorts, but his hand squeezes mine, warm and steady. Damn, I love him, and the way our relationship hums, I know he feels it too.We’re in some mortal metropolis, maybe Chicago, I don’t know—tall skyscrapers, unclean sidewalks, normal life. After the shrine fight, we needed a r
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