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Six years ago, Topher Jacobs and Beck Beckett had one perfect year before everything fell apart. Now Beck has returned to the Erro Society with his younger sister, hoping to find a place for them—only to come face-to-face with the man he never stopped loving. Topher’s first words are soft, instinctive: “What are you doing here, beautiful?” And Beck, hiding six years of heartbreak, answers, “It’s been a while, sweetheart.” Neither knows why fate pulled them back together, but neither intends to let go again.
Octavia's grey eyes narrow as she studies Beck, her head tilting like she's reading a language she almost knows—'You're familiar,' she says, and before Beck can answer, Aurora's sharp voice cuts throu
Topher's hands are still flat on the worn table, his knuckles white, and Beck can't look away from the raw hurt in his eyes. 'That's why I couldn't let you,' Beck repeats, the words barely a breath, a
Beck's thumb traces the crease in the photograph, his mother's frozen laughter a knife in his chest. 'What did he take from her?' he asks, and Aurora's grey eyes go flat, her silence a wall he has to