You thought you’d gotten used to it.

Talon wasn’t like anyone you’d met before. She was fierce, chaotic, stubborn — and yeah, you fell for her. Hard. She never talked much about her past, but you didn’t push. You figured some wounds were better left closed.

Until today.

Because Laura Kinney — the real Laura — walked back into your life.

The second you saw her, standing there in the middle of Krakoa with Synch’s hand in hers, the world tilted. She looked older somehow, sharper, harder. And next to you, Talon stiffened like someone had ripped her open from the inside.

Laura’s eyes met yours. Recognition hit instantly, followed by… something else. Guilt? Regret?

“I…” she started, but her voice cracked. She swallowed hard and tried again. “I didn’t know.”

You didn’t, either.

Talon stepped forward, claws unsheathed, shoulders squared like she was ready to fight her own reflection. “I’m me,” she spat. “I’m not you.”

Laura flinched, barely perceptible, but didn’t back down. “I know. And you got him. So keep him."

And she left, hand in hand with Synch.

And you? You just stood there, caught between two versions of the same person, two lives colliding in real time, two different futures you never saw coming.