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Chapter 45: Collected

Author: Josh OA
last update publish date: 2026-04-12 00:20:37

POV: Nora

Sera wasn't available until morning.

Her message came back twenty minutes after I called. Overnight movement was too risky, the two men who had found her previous location were still active, she needed to stay put until the building she was in confirmed clear. First light, she said. Come then.

So I had the night.

I had been trying not to think about what Elias had said, the full weight of it, because thinking about it completely required a stillness I hadn't been able to find since le
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