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CHAPTER 193 — THE THIRD HEARTBEAT
Author: Pheel-Grip
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There is no up or down, no breath, no body, only the steady thrum of something new being born out of the ruin. Thud. Pause. Thud. It isn’t her heart. It isn’t his. It’s both.

The sound fills the void like a question that hasn’t decided what language to use. Every pulse sends ripples through the blank space, shaping the nothing into flickering contours, half-Aria, half-Jason, both incomplete. Aria drifts first.

She can’t tell where her body ends anymore. Her skin dissolves into photons, her thoughts scattering like pollen through the white sea.

The last thing she remembers is reaching for him, defying the voice, and feeling everything collapse inward. “Jason…”

Her voice trembles, too soft for the enormity of the silence around her. Still, it echoes, returning to her from every direction, stretched and distorted, her name spoken by someone else. “Aria?”

The reply tears through the quiet like a spark.

She turns or thinks she does and there he is, suspended in the distance. Jason’s form f
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