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The Boy who Speaks

Penulis: I.A. WYNTER
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-03 20:11:23

GABRIEL'S POV

The room was yellow. Gabriel liked this room better than the white ones, better than the gray ones, better than the dark ones with symbols that made his head ache.

Dr. Mendoza sat across from him at the small table. She had kind eyes, the kind that crinkled at the corners when she smiled. She smiled a lot, but not the fake smiles the Church people used. Real ones.

"Good morning, Gabriel," she said.

He nodded. He could do that much. Nods were safe. Nods didn't require his mouth to work.

His mouth was broken. Not physically—the doctors had checked. But somewhere between his brain and his tongue, the words got stuck. They piled up inside him like rocks in a river, damming everything until nothing could flow.

He could hear the words in his head. He could think them clearly. He could form whole sentences that made sense. But when he tried to push them out, his throat closed and his tongue went heavy and nothing came.

"I brought something new today," Dr. Mendoza said. She pull
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    CATALINA'S POVThe knock on Lucien's door was softer this time. Catalina had been visiting every day for the past week, and each time felt a little less like approaching a stranger."Come in," his voice called from inside.She pushed the door open. Lucien sat in the chair by the window, not on the bed. That was progress. He wore actual clothes now too. A dark jeans and a gray henley, instead of the hospital gown. His hair was damp, like he'd just showered.He looked more like himself. Or at least, more like the version of himself she remembered."Hi," she said."Hi." He gestured to the empty chair across from him. "Please."She sat down, settling her hands over her stomach. The baby had been active all morning, rolling and kicking like it was trying to find more space.Lucien's eyes tracked the movement. He always watched her stomach now, fascination and fear mixing in his face every time."How are you feeling today?" she asked."Better. Dr. Kensington says I'm making progress." He pa

  • HIS TO DESTROY   The Boy who Speaks

    GABRIEL'S POVThe room was yellow. Gabriel liked this room better than the white ones, better than the gray ones, better than the dark ones with symbols that made his head ache.Dr. Mendoza sat across from him at the small table. She had kind eyes, the kind that crinkled at the corners when she smiled. She smiled a lot, but not the fake smiles the Church people used. Real ones."Good morning, Gabriel," she said.He nodded. He could do that much. Nods were safe. Nods didn't require his mouth to work.His mouth was broken. Not physically—the doctors had checked. But somewhere between his brain and his tongue, the words got stuck. They piled up inside him like rocks in a river, damming everything until nothing could flow.He could hear the words in his head. He could think them clearly. He could form whole sentences that made sense. But when he tried to push them out, his throat closed and his tongue went heavy and nothing came."I brought something new today," Dr. Mendoza said. She pull

  • HIS TO DESTROY   Morning Revelations

    CATALINA'S POVThe sun was fully up when Lucien's hand twitched in hers.Catalina had dozed off at some point, her head resting on the edge of his bed, their fingers still intertwined. She woke to the feeling of him pulling away, jerking his hand back like her touch burned.Her eyes opened immediately. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."Lucien stared at her. His eyes were clearer now, more focused than they'd been in the middle of the night. But there was something guarded in them. Something afraid."Who are you?" he asked.The question shouldn't have hurt. She'd known he didn't remember. But hearing him ask it directly, in the full light of day, felt like a knife between her ribs."My name is Catalina," she said quietly. "We... we knew each other. Before.""Before they broke me." It wasn't a question."Yes."He studied her face like he was trying to solve a puzzle. "You were in my room last night. You said things.""I did. I'm sorry if I upset you.""You didn't upset me." His voice was

  • HIS TO DESTROY   Rebuilding what was lost

    Isa made a sound that might have been agreement. "What about you? Are you going to tell him what you did? Your part in all this?""Eventually. When he's strong enough to hear it." Mateo's hands clenched into fists. "If he wants to kill me after that, I won't fight back.""That's dramatic.""That's honest."Another silence fell, it was less uncomfortable this time."I need to tell everyone about the new subjects," Isa said finally. "But I don't know what we're supposed to do about it. We barely made it out ourselves. Going back is suicide.""Maybe that's not the point. Maybe the point is doing something instead of nothing."Isa looked at him again. Something in her expression had softened slightly. "You really believe that?""I have to. Otherwise, what's the point of surviving?"She nodded slowly, then turned back to her screen. "Help me cross-reference these intake dates with missing persons reports. If we can identify even one of these people, we can start building a case.""A case f

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    ISA'S POVThe clock on the wall read 2:47 AM, but Isa's eyes felt wide awake. She'd been staring at the screen for three hours straight, watching lines of code scroll past, monitoring encrypted channels, looking for anything that might tell her what the Church was doing next.She should sleep. Her body ached from the escape, and her wrists were still bandaged from where the zip ties had cut into her skin during those long days working under Dr. Chen's supervision.But every time she closed her eyes, she saw that woman's face. The cold calculation in her eyes. The way she'd moved, fast and efficient, when she realized Isa was escaping.Dr. Chen was probably dead. Mateo had hit her hard, and she'd gone down without moving. But Isa couldn't shake the feeling that someone that competent wouldn't die easily.The tech room Elena had set up was impressive. Three monitors, two laptops, and enough processing power to break into most systems if you knew what you were doing. And Isa knew what sh

  • HIS TO DESTROY   Fractured Reflections

    LUCIEN'S POVThe light was different this time when Lucien woke. Softer, and warmer. Not the harsh white that had burned his retinas for weeks. Not the red emergency lights from the corridor. Just gentle yellow, like morning sun through curtains.His mother sat in the chair beside his bed. He knew it was his mother now, even though part of his brain still insisted she was supposed to be dead. The memories were there, buried under layers of programming and lies, but surfacing slowly like bodies in water.She wasn't alone.A man sat across from her. He was older, maybe sixty, with wire-rimmed glasses and the kind of calm expression that probably worked on most people. It didn't work on Lucien. He'd seen too many calm faces attached to people who hurt him."Who are you?" Lucien's voice came out rough."My name is Dr. Kensington." The man's voice matched his face. Steady and calm, like he was discussing the weather. "I'm here to help you.""I don't need help.""You killed someone you care

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