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    John looked down at him.

    At the way he knelt there in the dim, broken light. At the way the storm framed him: wind and rain and ruin all around, and Javier right in the centre of it, steady as anything.

    Faithful. It should’ve felt like power. It didn’t.

    It felt like standing in the wrong place at the wrong time. Like he’d been mistaken for something he wasn’t, something he could never be.

    A god. A saviour. A thing worth kneeling for.

    John exhaled slowly, the sound unsteady.
    “You’re prayin’ at the wrong altar,” he said.
    Javier’s mouth twitched. Not quite a smile. Something sadder than that.

    “Maybe,” he said.

    But he didn’t move. Didn’t get up. Didn’t break. And John let his hand stay where it was. Let himself feel it. The weight of it. The wrongness of it.

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