Chapter 19 Whispers of Forever

The night air was cool, perfumed by the faint scent of jasmine drifting from the Harrington penthouse terrace. Below, Manhattan glittered like a river of stars. But Amara hardly noticed the city lights-her eyes were still glowing from the fire of the day, from the applause, the headlines, the awakening of her children's gifts.

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