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Draven’s pov

Days had passed since the warehouse ambush,and in that time, Eira and I found a sliver of ground to stand on. Uneven, cracked, but real.

We’d talked. We’d yelled. She cried. I listened. I apologized. We didn’t fix everything,but gods, we were finally trying. And I’d take that over ...

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