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Where Have You Been?

Ivy’s POV

We stood at the corner of some street I’d never seen before. The lamppost flickered like it had given up on life, and the pavement smelled like regret. Somewhere far off, a siren wailed.

Nyxara inhaled deeply. Ah, the sweet scent of urban decay.

That’s not comforting, I told her, shifti...