| 17 | Washed Clean: Part 1

◈ Celia ◈

The hot water had washed away more than just the dust and grime from patrol. Standing under the steady stream, I’d replayed the interaction with Elion in my head, turning it over like a stone in my palm.

“You don’t need permission. Not mine. Not anyone’s.”

Now, hair still damp and...

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