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  1. Dedication
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  51. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  52. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Gil, the others—they’ve been at this war for so long. All they want is for it to be over. And this might be our only real chance to save humans. To preserve a future for Mei, and my parents, and everyone who comes after us.

Am I ready to destroy the Residents to save the humans? To let Prince Caelan die before he’s even had the chance to dream?

Am I ready to give up on the niggling feeling that there’s goodness in him? That it’s possible to build a bridge, if only we had more time?

“You know what Annika is going to ask you to do,” Gil says, the edges of his voice thinning. “I think it’s time you chose a side. A real side.”

His words feel like paper cuts, stinging everywhere. Mine are fuzzy and muddled and drifting high up where I can’t reach them.

“Nami.” He steps closer, brows lifting like he sees me. I think maybe he always has.

My heart becomes a flame.

His mouth parts, and I can’t look at anything else. I forget to breathe.

Gil lifts his hand, fingertips brushing my neck, and my skin comes to life. A small sound escapes me, and he presses his nose against mine, his sigh touching my lips like a caress. I reach for him in return, hand sliding up his arm and against the curve of his shoulder.

My body feels like it’s been hit by a shock wave, building in my core and bursting out in every direction. His sigh is strained, hungry, and I squeeze him like I want him to know it’s okay. That I’m here and I’m not going anywhere.

“Gil,” I whisper against him, and for the briefest moment our lips graze.

And then he shuts his eyes, expression tensing, like he’s shutting me out. “I’m sorry. I can’t do this.” Gil turns for the door and doesn’t bother to look back.

When my words find me again, settling in my mind like they’re trying to grow roots, all I can think is the same thought, over and over.

Maybe I can’t do this either.

41

SHURA APPEARS AT THE EDGE of the Colony, panicked and breathing rapidly. Her gaze snaps around the room like crackles of electricity, desperate for someone who can understand her. Someone who can help.

When she spots me, I don’t know whether to be relieved or concerned. She hasn’t said a word to me since the night of the Bloodmoon. Breaking the silence can only mean something terrible has happened.

She hurries toward me, feet stumbling to a halt. “It’s the Summer District—Legion Guards are everywhere, and there’s an airship near the border. An airship from Death.” She sucks in a breath. “They’re gathering humans.”