Page 108 of Fortune

I clutch my jeweled hand against my chest, heart hammering. “I thought it was starting again. I thought we were about to get dropped back into Towerfall.”

Declan glances over his shoulder, one brow arched.“Would you want to go back? I mean, if we had a choice and didn’t get dropped from a portal in the sky.”

“I don’t know.” I shrug. “It must be so different over there now. But it would be good to see Fennel.”

“And Tarek.”

“And check on Nessa and the girls.”

A memory dances through my thoughts, and a laugh bursts out of me. “Do you remember—”

The word catches. Sticks in my throat.

Remember…

The kitchen falls away, New York dissolving into smoke and shadow. A rush of images slams into me—firelit stages, storm-torn skies, the wheel spinning through centuries. A hundred lives burst into flame across my mind, stacked like cards in a deck, each one burning bright before giving way to the next. Queens and deserts, altars and ashes. A thousand names, all of them mine.

Not just this one life. All of them.

IamFortune. I have always been. This body, this love I share with Declan, this moment in Manhattan is only a single spark in the wildfire of my story.

I suck in a breath, and the kitchen reappears around me.

“Oh, shit.”

Declan stops waving away the haze and looks at me, the smoke curling around him like a ghost. “What?”

“I remember.”

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