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Panic detonated across the gallery. Heels slipped, glasses shattered, bodies slammed into each other with shrieks and gasps. Snowman kept playing in the background; the strangest possible soundtrack for a disaster unfolding in real time.
When the chaos finally thinned, only a handful of people remained in the atrium. Too scared or too stunned to move. Dust drifted through the air in a thin, ghostly layer. Someone had the sense to kill the speakers, and the sudden silence made every ragged breath and muffled cry echo against the cold walls.
Beside me, Asher held his pale wife tight, his hands skimming over her as if checking for injuries. He murmured something I couldn’t catch, and she nodded, her mouth stretching into a shaky attempt at a smile.
My gaze swept the room as I rais
