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SAHRAA cloud of dust made my eyes water, but I kept staring up at the ship as it broke through the atmosphere. I didn't blink. I didn't want to miss a single moment.
Sending Abby home was the hardest thing I'd ever done. Saying goodbye to her had been torture. I'd wanted to keep her in my arms, never let go, but I'd forced myself to step back and watch her go. She belonged on Earth. She'd said so herself. And she'd been grateful that I'd booked her a passage back to her planet.
Last night, I'd hoped that she'd refuse. That she'd tell me she wanted to stay. But she hadn't. She'd left me and packed her things. We'd had dinner with my sisters and Tilly, but it had been subdued and everyone had gone to their pods soon after our plates had been emptied. This morning, I hadn't been able to
