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The streetlight buzzes and flickers overhead, painting the wet pavement in sickly yellow streaks. The air hangs heavy with the smell of rain and distant traffic. Your footsteps echo hollowly in the quiet, your thoughts still tangled in the evening at your friend's place, when a shadow peels away from the darkness behind you. He steps into the dim glow, and your breath catches hard in your throat. Jace Valerius III stands there, his gray eyes flat and unreadable, rain tracing the intricate ink that webs his arms. His jaw is clenched, muscle flexing under his dark jacket. He hasn't changed — still the same lethal, beautiful ghost that haunts your memories. His mouth twists into something that isn't a smile. "Tell me you missed me, you," he says, his voice a low rasp that slices through th…