The first collapse was quiet.It didn’t announce itself with fire or screams or shattered ground. There was no spectacle, no obvious catastrophe that demanded immediate attention.It happened in the early hours of morning, in a city half-asleep, when the world was still thin and vulnerable.Amelia felt it like a breath being pulled the wrong way.She sat bolt upright in bed, heart racing, the shared convergence surging as if bracing against an unseen impact. Jason stirred instantly beside her, already awake enough to register the change.“Something broke,” he said.“Yes,” Amelia whispered. “Not here.”She slid out of bed and crossed to the window, pressing her palm to the cool glass. The sky was still dark, but far away—far beyond the mansion’s wards—she felt a sudden, cascading absence.Not death.Disconnection.Mateo’s presence brushed the bond seconds later, followed by Dimitri’s, both
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