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... e rang.
It wasn’t the polite vibration he usually kept during quiet hours—it was sharp, insistent, cutting through the soft hush of the living room like a blade. Mira looked up from the couch where she’d been half-curled, a throw draped loosely over her legs, watching the light creep slowly across the marble floor.
Cassian glanced at the screen once.
Just once.
Something in his expression shifted—not alarm exactly, but focus. The kind that snapped into place when ...
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