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"I know," she said. "That's the problem. I kept sliding away, and you kept being right here. Waiting. That's not love, Kit. That's a haunting."

Kit wiped water from Aila's cheek. She didn't pull away. MissaX.21.02.12.Aila.Donovan.Kit.Mercer.Slide.P...

"You don't have to go up there," he said. "I know," she said

"Why did you leave?" he asked quietly.

Late autumn. A remote lake house in the Pacific Northwest. Rain slicks the deck. The wooden slide, now moss-covered and treacherous, curves from the upper cliff into the dark water below. SCENE ONE: THE ARRIVAL Aila Donovan stood at the edge of the broken dock, her breath fogging in the cold. She hadn't been back here in seven years. Not since the night everything slid apart. now moss-covered and treacherous