“J-julien” Nia’s breath came in ragged gasps as she rocked back and forth over the balcony railing, her spine bent at an unnatural angle. The pressure of Julien’s grip around her throat was unbearably, possessive, terrifyingly familiar.But she just got here, she couldn’t just die immediately? She knew she was failing her mission woefully, and if died right now then it makes things worse.She had only collected one energy so far, how would she bring Ares back if all she was doing is get carried away? Images flashed in her mind, Her head slammed against the stone —Seraphine’s laughter, her whispered confessions, her body pressed against Julien’s in love and war. She could see herself living all of Seraphine’s moments, And then the memory of falling—arms flailing, air rushing past her, the brutal snap of her skull against pavement.If she couldn’t get herself out of this mess, then it would happen again.But this time, she wasn’t Seraphine.She was Nia.And she was going to feel the
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