Thalia could see that the heavy, frozen atmosphere of the house was slowly dragging Maya back down into the dark. The conversations with Julian, the empty rooms, and the lingering scent of Elena were like weights tied to Maya’s ankles. Determined to break the cycle, Thalia arrived at the doorstep early on a Saturday morning, her motorcycle engine humming with energy and a spare helmet slung over her arm. "No arguments today," Thalia said with a bright, unyielding smile the moment Maya opened the door. "We are getting out of this house, out of this town, and away from everything for a full twelve hours." Maya hesitated, looking back at the dim foyer, but the sheer warmth radiating from Thalia was impossible to resist. She nodded, grabbed a jacket, and let Thalia guide her out to the bike. The Escape to the Coast Thalia drove them two hours away to a secluded, rocky beach she had known since childhood—a place untouched by vampires, packs, or ancient feuds. The air here was ali
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