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Lines That Shouldn’t Blur

Author: Percy Sparks
last update publish date: 2026-06-01 04:26:41

Adrian’s POV

I returned to the suite much later than I intended.

Most of the lights were off, leaving only the glow of the city spilling through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Chicago stretched endlessly below, all steel and white lights against the darkness. I expected the suite to be quiet.

It wasn’t. A thin strip of light spilled from Ava’s bedroom door. I slowed without meaning to.

The door was slightly open, just enough for me to see inside. Ava stood by the window with her back partially t
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