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“I knоw, bаbу gіrl, but lооk hоw fаr wе’vе соmе in thе lаѕt fеw months. I mау bе thousands оf mіlеѕ away, but thе dіvіdе between us hаѕ gоnе. I’m only a рhоnе саll away, we’re nоt араrt rеаllу. Wе wіll аlwауѕ be connected bу the lоvе wе hаvе іn оur hеаrtѕ.”

As Severin drew closer to the Ancestora, their aura intensified and the pressure began to mount. When they were approximately ten miles apart, both parties halted. They eyed each other warily as radiant laws surrounded them like a vast ocean, sweeping across the thousand-mile expanse and dissolving into the boundless void.

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I was lost looking at him as if my eyes have frozen on him. They were not moving away from him. I don't think even if I tried they will. He was walking, he was walking towards me. But no matter how much he walked he was unable to reach me. The thought of not being able to reach him, had my chest shooting with pain. I extend my hand, which was the only distance between us. He was far but was not close enough. "Why are you not coming closer?" I screamed. "I am Tiara. It'you who is not trying to come back to me."

Gaze soft and almost mesmerized. We’re closer than I realized. Too close. So close our lips are barely a breath apart.

So, I guess I should refrain," Mira chuckled. "Wow! I don't know what it's like to hold back like that. It must be very taxing on you, isn't it?" Mira smacked her lips for a moment, then nodded slowly with a laugh. They seemed to be getting closer. It was a moment Mira had never imagined being that close to them.

--- The depth of it. --- This wasn’t a final battle. --- This was an endgame. --- One that had been planned— --- Long before she even knew she was part of it. --- “You wanted us here,” she said. --- A pause. --- “Inside it.” --- The presence tilted its head slightly. --- “Proximity allows resolution.” --- “No,” Elena said. --- Sharper now. --- “Proximity allows control.” --- A beat. --- “You needed us close.” --- Because distance created uncertainty.

It is expected. “Elara.” Adrian’s voice follows me at first. Faint. Distant. Like something tethered to a place I am already leaving behind. “I am here,” I say, though I am not sure if the words reach him the way I intend. “Do not go too far,” he replies. “I will try.” “You always say that.” “And I always mean it.” The connection stretches. Not breaking. But thinning. The deeper I go— The less the system feels like a system.

I said. "I know how it sounds," she said. "Tell me what it feels like," I said. She turned toward me. "Like when you are very close to something but not quite touching it," she said. "Like the distance between almost and actually. The bond at night feels." She stopped. "It feels like it wants to close that distance."