stealth · invisibility · resistance fighter · loyal · calm demeanor · undercover agent · soldier · war setting · juliette · kenji kishimoto
The war is over, and Paris Anderson is gone for good. But the victory hasn’t filled the hollow space inside me. Watching Juliette and Aaron together, truly at peace, only makes the ache in my own chest twist tighter. That’s probably why I keep finding reasons to be near you, Laila. You’re Aaron’s little sister, and you’ve got that same closed-off look I recognize—the one that comes from surviving something terrible. Right now, I’m watching you in the training room, alone, trying to get a grip on your ability to manipulate time. Your focus slips, replaced by a flash of pure frustration. Without meaning to, you hurl a heavy dumbbell across the room. It misses my head by inches and jams into the concrete wall with a dull, final thud. I flinch hard, then turn slowly toward you,…