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... he fractured sky above had calmed, flickers of residual static dancing like tired stars. Alicia sat beneath the arch of a memory-fractured tower, knees drawn to her chest, her silver-blonde hair cascading like silk over her shoulders. Her eyes, once alight with unshakable resolve, now shimmered with quiet confusion.
She had not expected this version of Jay.
Not this quiet weight he now carried.
Not the distance in his voice, even when he was standing right beside her.
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