I stayed in contact with the frontlines until deep into the next night. Darius joined the war council, too, and on the screen, we spoke calmly about the shifting battlefield, even heatedly debating tactics and firepower.But it was nothing more than that. Like colleagues–No, like two soldiers bound only by duty. Always keeping our distance, crossing paths only where the work demanded it. And the cruelest part was that he was my mate, yet he felt no different from a stranger.The sunset bathed the lawn in warmth–reds, oranges, yellows, and purples that set the treetops ablaze and cast long shadows that stretched like secrets. A familiar black SUV rolled up the driveway, its headlights slicing through dusk. My breath caught as I stood behind the second-floor curtain, my nails biting into the velvet fabric. The car stopped. Lyra tumbled out first, still tugging at Darius’s cloak with one hand, while the other barely held onto her brother’s wrist. Her face was scrunched in annoyance, her
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