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There was a certain tangible air quality that Myka had learned to sense. It was like the pressure between two magnets being forced together at the wrong poles, in that moment before one of them flipped and closed the distance... Usually it lasted longer than this. But in the split instant after Myka felt the pressure and before she could break it, Helena was kissing her.