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Dante's POV. Everything was crashing down around me. As I watched Elena walk toward the cliff, it felt like the world had narrowed into a single, unbearable moment. My breath caught in my chest, like something was sitting on top of me, heavy and unrelenting. I wanted to scream, to drag her back, to make it all stop-but I didn't move. I couldn't. My
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