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Because saying it—
Makes it real.
I push to my feet.
She’s right there beside me.
Close.
Not touching.
But close.
Always close.
“Ready?” I ask.
She meets my eyes.
Steady.
Certain.
Dangerous.
“Always.”
And yeah—
That’s not just about the mission.
8
Mila
Location: Forest — Deep Cover Shelter
Time: Night
We don’t make it far before the sky opens up.
Rain.
Cold. Heavy. relentless.
Perfect.
Because apparently this night wasn’t difficult enough.
“Great,” I mutter. “That’s exactly what we needed.”
“Helps cover our tracks,” Jase says beside me.
“Also helps us freeze to death.”
“Details.”
I glance at him.
