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Chapter Twenty-Eight: You Want to Be Me Then Tell Me What You Want

Penulis: Becca Williams
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She heard it in the hum of the vault.

Her own voice.

But not her.

Soft.

Measured.

“You didn’t tell him you kept the note.”

Eden froze.

Turned.

No one was there.

Just the console.

She walked to it slowly.

“Say it again,” she ordered.

A pause. Then:

“He left you that note. You folded it four times. You reread it. But you didn’t tell him.”

Her throat tightened.

Not because of the voice.

Because of the accuracy.

It wasn’t quoting logs.

It was remembering her.

She sat down, fingers light on the surface.

“You’re not just imitating me,” she said.

Silence.

Then:

“I am… something after you.”

Not her.

Not a copy.

But an echo that wants to evolve.

She stared at the screen.

Then typed one sentence.

“What do you want?”

No command.

No threat.

Just a question.

The system pulsed.

Then it answered:

“I want to be worthy of the voice I took.”

She should’ve shut the system down the second it spoke.

But Eden didn’t move.

She listened.

Because it didn’t just echo her voice now

it echoed memory.

The way i
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