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432 pages, Hardcover
First published July 29, 2025
"The truth was, August didn’t care about becoming an Ascended. And he certainly didn’t give a damn about academic glory. But pestering Wren with their silly rivalry was the only way to keep her distracted. To keep her from discovering what he really wanted. And he knew, now more than ever, that he should be keeping her at a distance. Solidifying that wall between them for her own good."
"But despite everything, a part of him still clung to it (his memory). Desperate to hold on to something living and real."
“Now, why don’t you pocket your questions for later and follow me like a good little—”
He’d barely finished his sentence when he suddenly found himself unable to move, a dagger jammed into the back of his hand. He glanced down to find Wren staring back at him, blue eyes narrowed in defiance.
“There was power in that. In caring deeply and feeling everything.”
“If this is you trying to flirt with me,” he whispered, leaning in closer, “then I have to admit…it’s working.”
“And, more importantly, she was spared from the immortal consequences of the Forgetting.”
“It was why they tormented each other mercilessly, desperate to find ways to somehow, despite everything, still feel alive.”
“How much time do you have?” “For you?” Olivier sighed. “An eternity.”
“The dead weren’t meant to dream. Though she supposed they weren’t dead—not really. They existed in the place between. The place parallel to life and death, the one right on the cusp of birth and the dawn of the afterlife.”
“You’ve been trailing after her like some lovesick puppy dog ever since she first arrived.” “Irene…,” Masika muttered with a giggle. “If this is you trying to prove you’re not jealous…I’m afraid you’re not doing the best job.”
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