Chapter 62: Shared Dreams The dream felt more real than waking life. We were on a frozen pond somewhere quiet and untouched, snow drifting softly around us. No arena lights, no cameras, no syndicate watching. Just the crisp bite of winter air and the scrape of our skates on natural ice. Callan chased me with a playful growl, his laughter echoing across the open space a sound I rarely heard from him in reality. When he finally caught me, he wrapped his strong arms around my waist and spun me around. The world blurred in a swirl of white and blue. “Got you, rookie,” he murmured against my ear, voice warm with affection instead of command. I laughed freely, without the constant weight of anxiety crushing my chest. When he kissed me, it was slow and deep, full of joy instead of desperation. No hidden microphones. No red recording lights. No fear of what tomorrow would bring. We skated together for
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