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Fog curled around the peaks when Mike spoke. His words climbed higher than the wind ever could. A sharp sound, clear as ice cracking under boots. Silence listened before anything else did.
Shera froze.
His eyes lingered on Mike before swinging slow toward Selena - mouth tight, brow folded like he’d heard a lie. The air between them cooled fast.
A glimmer, thin and glass-like, rested where her brows nearly met - quiet, much like ice when night light slips across it. < ...
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