Alaric's POV The night before graduation, I could not settle. Raven could tell because she looked up from her book at half past nine and said, "Come sit on the floor with me." I looked at her. "Why the floor?" "Because the floor is better for conversations that need to go somewhere," she said. "I read that somewhere." "You made that up," I said. "Sit on the floor, Alaric," she said. I closed my laptop, sat on the floor across from her and she put her book down. Cael was asleep in the crib behind her and the campus was quiet outside the window. The room was small around us in a way that felt like closeness rather than constraint. "Talk," she said. "About what?" I said. "About whatever is making you unable to sit still for more than ten minutes," she said. I looked at the floor and then back at her. Then I said, "I keep thinking about the beginning." It never stopped feeling like the moment everything changed. "Which beginning?" she said. "Valkhor high," I said. "Walking in
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