The airport shimmered with morning light, all steel and glass and movement. Voices rose and fell in overlapping languages, the soft roar of departures and arrivals blending into a single pulse that felt too large, too alive.Kyle parked in the designated security lane, the convoy halting behind him. Officers stepped out, crisp and professional, one of them tipping his head toward Ethan in quiet acknowledgment. The world around them had turned ordinary again—families, luggage trolleys, rolling wheels, airport coffee—but underneath it all was a hum of tension neither of them could shake.Myrena flicked her cigarette into the gutter and exhaled smoke like punctuation. “Well,” she said, squinting up at the glass façade, “you two actually did it. Never thought I’d see the day Ethan Cross settled down. Hell, I owe Kyle fifty.”Kyle smirked. “I told you he would.”Anna smiled faintly, though her stomach was too tight for laughter. “And what happens to you now?” she asked.“Same as always,” M
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