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Laurita was the last candle-maker in a world that had traded wax for LED. Her shop, Velas de los Suspiros , was a crooked wooden thing wedged between a tattoo parlor and a vape store. Inside, the air was thick with beeswax, jasmine, and the ghosts of a thousand flames.

She smiled. Then she snuffed the flame.

Mateo didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”

And as long as her shop stood, the town would never truly be lost. laurita vellas