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  1. Public Bookmark 37

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    Galina stopped writing to look at Ilya. "Do you think he'd be willing to talk to you next time it happens, even if it's late?"

    Ilya's stomach turned over. He didn't even want to consider it, but he knew the answer. "Yes. But he silences his phone at night."

    "Most phones these days have an option to let certain numbers ring through, even on Do Not Disturb. Do you think he'd be open to setting that up for you?"

    Imagining that conversation made Ilya nauseous. Yes, no fucking doubt, Shane would be open to it if Ilya explained the reason. "I'm not going to ask him to do that."

    Set during The Long Game, an alternate version where the plane scene doesn't happen. Instead, there's this: a car crash, a therapist's duty to report, and an urgent reckoning with priorities.

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    18 Mar 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 12

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    “What do you know about it,” asked Ilya. He looked up toward the night sky, which was starless under the bright street lamps. “The curse, I mean. What did she tell you?”

    “So you do know about it,” said Fabian. Ilya turned back to look at him. 

    “A bit,” said Ilya. He took another deep drag of his cigarette. “It took my mother. In a way.”

    “I’m so sorry,” said Fabian. He kicked his boot into the wall. “My friend mentioned it was a bloodline thing.”

    “Yes,” said Ilya. “Rarer for men to have it, but. Here I am.”

    Irina was a Siren. Ilya has always been cursed to be just like her.

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    18 Mar 2026

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    Ilya laughs. He finds that once he starts, he can't stop. He laughs at the fact that he's in France with Shane Hollander. He laughs at the fact he's Shane Hollander's boyfriend. He laughs at the fact that he gave up Moscow for a better life, only to end up in fucking Ottawa. 

    Ilya's dick stops working one month before he's supposed to leave for the South of France. 

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    17 Mar 2026

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    Ilya's stepmother dies during Shane's second year in Ottawa. That's when the nightmares start. And in the nightmares, there's something heavy and tight sitting on his chest. Something cold, something he's felt before. In the nightmares, he's thirteen and shivering and willing himself to fall asleep, to teleport one day further away from everything. He’s thirteen and someone’s lips are wet and cold on the shell of his ear. He’s thirteen and he's completely frozen. Someone’s standing over him and he needs to move, needs to get away, needs to hit and kick and scream, but his pants are coming off and he can’t hit her, can’t kick her, and the scream is dead in his throat. His mother raised him to never hit a woman, and so in his nightmares he closes his eyes, grimaces at the light that seeps through anyways, and waits.
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    A death brings unwanted memories back. Ilya struggles to remember, then struggles to forget. Shane struggles to get through to Ilya before it's too late.

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    14 Mar 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 31

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    “You left your phone,” Shane said, pointing at the device where Ilya had left it. It was still sitting on the table, like an innocent witness to the proceedings.

    “Sorry?” Ilya said, a crease deepening between his eyes as he stared at Shane in bewilderment. “Shane, I do not understand.”

    “You’ve barely made it out of bed the last few days. I come home and you’re gone and your phone is here. What was I supposed to think?!”

    Ilya stared at him, and then his eyes narrowed. Hardened into something that promised a summer storm.

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    13 Mar 2026