Rose's POV I crossed the road toward him slowly, letting myself feel each step.The academy gates stood behind me now, old iron and older stone, still visible over my shoulder if I turned. Inside them was scrutiny, procedure, rumor, caution, all the machinery of an institution trying belatedly to define a line it should have drawn long ago. Outside them was evening air cooling against my skin, the faint scent of coffee and damp brick, and Jason waiting under the café awning like the last steady thing at the end of a difficult day.He saw the smile before I reached him.I knew because something in his face softened immediately—not dramatically, not enough that a stranger would notice, but enough that the bond answered with a low, warm pulse of relief. He pushed away from the wall just as I stepped beneath the awning, and for one suspended second we simply stood there, looking at each other in the soft gold of the hour.“There you are,” he said quietly.The words landed deeper than the
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