Neah Diane stands in the kitchen doorway. Arms crossed. Expression brooking no argument. "We're having dinner. Tonight. All of us. Like a normal family." I'm in the war room with Liam and Theo. Planning the facility assault. Maps spread across the table. Satellite imagery on screens. Intelligence reports stacked high. "Diane, we're in the middle of—" "I don't care. You just bonded with ancient power. You nearly died in a vault. Tomorrow you're attacking another facility. Tonight, we eat together. As a family. For one night, we pretend the world isn't ending." Liam looks at me. Through the bond I feel his amusement. His agreement. "She's right," he says. "We could use a break." "We don't have time for breaks." "We make time. Or we burn out before the real fight even starts."
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