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“Yeah. It feels like we found something we didn’t even know we lost.” Zoe smiled faintly. “Freedom.” “Connection,” I added. The fire cracked again, as if in agreement.

Outside, distant explosions bloomed as transformers overloaded one after another, casting the skyline in pulses of red. 4 — The Price of Connection Alina stopped typing. Her hands were shaking. “It’s using the same neural link Dorian used on me. If I stay connected, I might be able to slow it down … distract it.” Nathan’s head snapped toward her. “No. Absolutely not.” “It’s already in my head, Nathan. Maybe that means I’m the only one who can reach it.” He stepped closer, voice rough. “Every time you connect, it takes something from you. Last time you almost didn’t come back.”

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[JANE] “What’s your novel about?” I inquired as I took a sip from my coffee. Luna looked at me for a second before she squinted her eyes and hummed as if she’s trying to recall what her novel is about. Her tongue clicked before she spoke. “My novel is about two people who met in an unexpected situation. One made a bet and the other agreed, one life is at stake. I don’t want to spoil that much because I want you to read it yourself”, she smiled but I was too distracted to smile back. I was once again terrified at the thought that this is somewhat connected to me and Khali. Who is this person in front of me, sipping her coffee, wearing a cheerful and attractive smile on her face?

The connection. It was like a light that lit up in their bloodstream; some stronger than others, some brighter than others, but it was there. It was there for each of them, most of them barring one or two. The feeling of connection was overwhelming. It was so powerful that, for a few fleeting seconds, my body seemed possessed by it. So much so that even my words failed me when it came to replying to Aaron. All I could manage was a mere nod when Aaron probed again.

He said and darted his eyes to the three of us. He took a deep breath and adjusted properly on the sofa beside me. "I met Clarissa first. We were in love and we planned our future together, we made promises to each other. My colleagues and I had gone to the beach a day have fun and when we're done, we decided to leave. We had gotten to the parking lots when I remembered that I left something behind.I told them to wait for me as I wanted to get something and I'll be quick about it. I went back and to my utmost surprised, I saw a naked woman coming out of the water and looking lost. I tried to run away but she called me back and told me she wouldn't harm me. I mustered enough courage and went

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I was tortured by this strong and crazy feeling, it should torment me so hard. I said “we” in front of her face. She was the first girl that I ever used that word after Jenna died. What amazed me was that she could feel about me as well. Seemed like we had a CONNECTION. After Jenna died, I had never expected to have a girl who could build up a CONNECTION with me. In other way, I didn’t get the mood to look for one. Yet, it just happened so naturally. What’s worse, she made no effort and succeed in doing it. This kind of CONNECTION was so much different from the one between me and Jenna. I was attracted in it and addicted to it.

Writing this scene was like slipping into a daydream I didn’t want to end. I had to pause more than once just to take a breath, to smile, to let my heart catch up with my fingers. Because this moment, this after moment between Samantha and Mason, wasn’t just about passion or heat. It was about connection!! Quiet, powerful, undeniable connection. They haven’t said I love you yet, and maybe they’re not ready to. But it’s happening. The kind of falling that doesn’t need words because it’s in every glance, every touch, and every unsaid thing that still feels louder than a scream.