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Too familiar.
MASON
The party didn’t feel like noise anymore.
It felt like layers.
Crowd.
Music.
Movement.
And then her.
Always her.
Jace leaned closer. “You’re not even pretending.”
“I am pretending.”
“No you’re not.”
I didn’t argue.
Because Rowan started moving.
Not toward me.
But through the crowd.
Slow.
Not searching.
Just navigating.
And somehow that felt worse than if she had been looking for me.
Because it meant she didn’t need to.
ROWAN
I didn’t mean to end up closer to him.
That was the truth.
Crowds just… shifted.
People moved.
Space changed.
And suddenly I was near the center instead of the edge.
Serena was somewhere behind menow.
Lost in the noise.
