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The Cracked Mask.

Penulis: Preshy
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-10 16:34:02

~ Gideon ~

The amber liquid in my glass caught the light from the city below. Sixty-four floors up, the world looked like a simulation—a grid of glowing lines and silent movements. I sat in my leather chair, the weight of the silence in my office finally becoming heavy. For years, I had craved this stillness. Now, it felt like a vacuum, sucking the air out of my lungs.

I reached for the file on my desk. It wasn’t a merger proposal or a quarterly report. It was the original contract. Twelve page
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