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The chain is new, but this is undoubtedly his necklace. His mothers necklace.
Skipping his fingers greedily along the chain, Ilya hurries to put it on, fumbling with the strange clasp until he hears a satisfying click of it locking in place. The weight is more than he’s used to, sits heavy on his skin where the previous one had danced and moved with him.
It could feel cloying, choking; instead, it offers reassurance.
I’m here. Not lost. Still here.
His chest heaves with another sob, and Ilya darts into the bathroom; he needs a mirror, he needs to see-
The thicker chain, new and sparkling, glimmers even in the shitty hotel bathroom lighting.
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Ilya loses his necklace, and it almost costs him Shane too.