What Returns Is Not the Same POV: Matteo For a second, I think I’m dead. Not in a dramatic way. Not in a everything fades to black kind of way. Just… gone. No sound. No light. No sense of where I am or what just happened. Nothing. Then the universe snaps back like someone flipped a switch. Air rushes into my lungs like I forgot how to breathe. The floor under me feels solid again. The lights on the ship flicker back into existence, uneven but real. And I am very, very glad to still be here. I gasp, pushing myself upright. “Okay… yeah… not a fan of whatever that was.” My voice sounds normal again. Anchored. Real. That alone feels like a victory. I look around. Ezra is on one knee, steadying himself with one hand against the console. Aidan is standing a few steps ahead, completely still, staring at the projection like he hasn’t blinked in a while. The projection. Right. I look at it. And for a moment— I don’t understand what I’m seeing. Because everything looks… no
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