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The moment Cassian's breathing steadies, relief spills out of the room like a wave after the storm. But the most unconscious of all the triumph is Adeline herself. Her fingers tremble barely at her hips, her face like a ghost's.

"Adeline?" Uriel's voice is the first to break into the shocked silence.

But she says nothing. The edge of her vision is starting to go dark, her body light as air. The chaos in the room—the ring of Ronan giving orders, Cassian's panted ...