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Not outside it.
Just… separate.
Together.
Then I left.
Thirty Two
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
ROWAN
The party got messier after midnight.
That seemed scientifically unavoidable.
Music louder.
People closer.
The rooftop warmer from too many bodies moving in one space like nobody had classes, responsibilities, or dignity waiting for them tomorrow.
Serena reappeared out of nowhere and immediately grabbed my wrist.
“You vanished.”
“You disappeared first.”
“That’s different.”
“It literally isn’t.”
She ignored me completely.
Her eyes narrowed slightly as she looked past me.
Then she grinned.
“Oh,” she said. “You two fought again.”
“We didn’t fight.”
“That answer means yes.”
I opened my mouth to argue.
Didn’t.
Because Mason was across the rooftop again.
Talking to Jace now.
Drink in his hand.
Expression controlled like always.
But not relaxed.
