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CHAPTER NINETEEN: THE PROJECTION

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(Ernest’s POV)

The room didn’t breathe. Her question hung there, suspended between expectation and silence.

What did you see?

I kept my gaze on the image projected in front of the room, the still frame frozen in light. It looked different up there. More honest.

I swallowed. “I wasn’t trying to create anything,” I said finally. My voice sounded steady, which surprised me because I was a nervous reck inside. “I just… noticed.” I added.

A faint shift moved through the room with someone a
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