Peter Parker was supposed to tell Seraphim Saint he loved her tomorrow. Then tomorrow came—and she was gone. What begins as an unlikely friendship between a lonely boy with a spider-shaped secret and a soft-spoken girl with golden eyes hidden beneath lace slowly becomes six years of shared apartments, inside jokes, stolen cardigans, and feelings neither of them knows how to confess. Until Seraphim disappears without a trace. Five years later, Peter is still searching—and Spider-Man is becoming less human with every year that passes. Then, deep inside a secret DDC facility, he finds something impossible: a white feather stained with blood. Seraphim is alive. And Peter is finally going to bring his angel home—even if the thing that finds her has eight black eyes, four spider limbs, and very little humanity left. She promised him tomorrow. He refuses to lose it twice.
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