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Our bond would always lead me straight to her, but I never wanted her to be more than a dozen paces from my side again.
As our time on the island drew to a close, I packed up our belongings, ruined blanket and all, and we flew back to the military academy close enough that the edges of our wings brushed. We landed with ease on the roof of my tower, descending the stairs in a post bliss haze. But when I opened the secret door, I stopped dead in my tracks, dread filling my chest.
Because Kiira sat on one of the leather couches, head in her hands.
Sobbing.