𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 Andromeda is far too alien for Earth. When she is merely a kid, she falls from a sky full of stars and appears as an abnormal reading on S.H.I.E.L.D.'s radar. The organization takes her in and raises her as their youngest agent, finding t...
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CHAPTER FORTY-TWO ❝ vengeance is consuming ❞
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ASTER AND NATASHA sat side by side on the farthest pew to the back of the church, watching silently as Peggy Carter's funeral service concluded. People began standing from their seats, sharing soft murmurs as they followed the crowd outside for the burial. But of course, the last one in the church was Steve.
The super-soldier had his hands shoved in his pockets, staring at a framed photograph of Peggy. She was young in the picture, the same age that Steve had met her. He had flown out to London the moment he received word of her death, going to honor an old friend and one of the only connections he had left to his past.
Natasha slid out of her seat first, motioning Aster forward with a quick tilt of her head. Aster stood and smoothed her clammy palms down her black dress, following Natasha up the aisle.
