Prologue

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She should have seen this coming.

She should have seen this coming.

Miles away. Thousands of miles.

Everything was going too well. Life was too good. They were too happy. And Gods, she knew better than to trust that everything was okay.

Nothing was ever okay for that damned long.

No no no no.

Even after all the arguments and disagreements that left them shaking and fearing for the future, she'd still had hope today.

Things were going to be okay. Everything was going to work out.

Launa stared dead ahead, eyes staring blankly ahead at the chasm stretching out before her. Dublin ripped almost directly in half, the pieces of its citizens and streets crumbling into the gap betwean north and south.

Ruined. Everything was ruined.

The abyss flooded with sea water, drowning those who had survived the fall. Survivors up at the top searched for a way across.

Kirstie and Mitch held on tight to one another, muttering small comforts in the space between them. Esther was trying to keep them and herself calm by talking- talking, talking, she's always fucking talking- and Launa? She stood silent and willed herself empty. Willed herself blank to cope with the onslaught of panic that brimmed just under the surface.

The ground beneath their feet trembled with the aftershocks of a quake that should never have happened there.

Scott, Kevin, and Avi were nowhere to be found.

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