Where the Sky Begins
Aurora’s POV
The world feels different when the chains fall.
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Lighter, but also terrifying – like everything could end if we breathe too loud.
Damion’s hand is around my waist before I can even move. He helps me up slowly, careful not to touch my wrists. They’re swollen and raw, streaked with blood that’s already starting to dry. My body shakes with every breath, but his arm stays steady against me, holding most of my weight.
“Easy,” he mutters, voice rough. “Just- easy, okay?“I nod, but my knees almost give out anyway.
“I’m okay,” I whisper, even though it’s a lie.
The cell feels smaller now. Colder. The air tastes like dust and rust and something old and rotten.
But in the corner – above the crumbling stones – there’s a tiny window.
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Barely big enough for one of us.
But it’s something.
Damion’s eyes follow mine. “You thinking what I’m thinking?“I swallow, throat burning. “It’s…
high.
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“Yeah.
“He steps closer to the wall, tilting his head up. “But it’s our only shot.
“I don’t answer, just watch as he takes a deep breath and then looks down at me. There’s that determined look again — the one that hides how scared he really is.
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“Okay,” he says. “You’re going first.
“What?” My voice cracks. “No-”
“Aurora.
“His tone is quiet, firm. “You’re smaller. You can reach it easier. Get on my shoulders.
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“But what about-“He crouches before I can finish. “We’re not arguing this. Come on.
Chapter 142
“I hesitate, glancing from the window to him, then back again. My heart is pounding so hard it hurts. I move slowly, stepping forward. His hands find my waist again steady, gentle and he

“Yes, you can,” Damion says from below, his voice steady but trembling. “You hear me?”

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