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On the other hand, a day back on Elara's side.

The call comes as there is crystal light and applause in the background.

Cassian’s phone buzzes once against the shiny arm of his wheelchair, a movement so faint that no one else catches it, but Cassian does. He always does.

The name that shows on his phone is enough for something inside of Cassian to clench tight and quick like a pulled wire.

He responds silently.

Ronan and Uriel notice it too. It happens in an instant. ...