“You’re going to start believing in the Deos?” Rishi grins. “Or I could just put all my faith in you.” I get closer to her. Her brown skin is bathed in the starlight. Her long, dark hair is windblown and wild around her shoulders. Something in the pit of my stomach falls, and when she smiles at me, it just keeps on falling. “You can believe in anything you want,” I say, “as long as it feels right. Even seeing the things I grew up with, I wanted to pretend they weren’t real. I have all the proof in the world, while some people go lifetimes hoping to see a miracle. It was easier to think I was
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