The change was immediate.Mara felt it before she understood it.It wasn’t like before—focused, singular, centered on her. This was… wider. Thinner. Spread across something larger than a single point of awareness.She stopped in the middle of the sidewalk.Ethan halted with her instantly. “Mara.”Her eyes scanned the crowd.“…It’s not just me anymore,” she said again, quieter this time.Noah looked around uneasily. “Yeah, you said that. Still not a fan.”But Mara wasn’t looking for danger.She was looking for something else.Someone.Because the feeling had changed.Before, it was like being watched.Now—it was like being… echoed.Her gaze locked onto a figure across the street.A young man standing near a bus stop.Still.Too still.He wasn’t looking at anything in particular, but his posture was wrong. Not unnatural. Not obvious.Just—focused in a way that didn’t match the moment.Mara’s breath slowed.“…There,” she whispered.Ethan followed her gaze. “What am I looking at?”Mara
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