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Hana squeezed his hand, her thumb tracing the scarred knuckles of his grip. "I know. Because in this story, we’re the ones who write the ending."

They moved like shadows. Hana bypassed the alleyway sensors with a flick of her wrist, her hacking rig humming softly. Suddenly, a spotlight cut through the dark. "Freeze! Identification required!" a robotic voice boomed. Hana squeezed his hand, her thumb tracing the

The neon lights of Neo-Bangkok flickered through the rain-slicked window of the "Safety First" motel. Inside, Kai checked the charge on his kinetic blade while Hana synchronized their neural links. Hana squeezed his hand