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A Second Frame

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Reads 53
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Parts 26
Time 3h 38m

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They met on Discord.
Laughed until sunrise.
Shared playlist, stories, silence.

For a year, Aeris Davenhart and Sylas Ashbourne built something behind screens --- fragile, familiar, maybe even love. But when Sylas transfers to Aeris's university without warning, everything they thought they understood unravels.

Now they're on the same campus.
Breathing the same air.
And somehow, further apart than ever.

Told in quiet glances, missed chances, and the kind of tension that lives between unsent messages --- this is a story about what it means to be seen, the ache of almost, and the people who feel like home even when they're just out of reach.All Rights Reserved

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