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She took a deep breath, trying to organize her thoughts. "I've been having these... memories. They're not clear, but they feel real. Intimate. There's someone I'm with, someone I care about deeply, but I can't see his face. Every time I try to remember, I see you instead." Luke's pulse quickened. This was not the direction he had anticipated. He feared she was recalling her true past, the life she had with the wolves. But the nature of her memories suggested something else entirely. He decided to take a calculated risk, driven by his selfish desire to keep her close. He reached out, taking her hand in his. "Lucia, those memories... they are real. They are of us." Her eyes widened in surprise. "Us? But why didn't you say anything?" Luke squeezed her hand gently. "I didn't want to overwh