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CHAPTER 74 — THE SPACE BETWEEN COMMANDS Damien did not follow her. That was the first mistake. He stood in the bedroom long after Sienna left, the faint scent of her perfume still lingering in the air like a challenge. The city lights reflected off the glass, fractured and distant, mirroring the way his thoughts refused to settle. He told himself he’d done the right thing. That silence had been strategy. That restraint had been necessary. That power, once mishandled, was impossible to reclaim. And yet—none of those justifications quieted the hollow pressure building in his chest. She had looked at him like he was a variable she’d already accounted for. Not an anchor. Not a shield. A factor. That realization followed him down the corridor when he finally left the room. It follo
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