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Chapter 25: Angle

Author: jk_Francis
last update publish date: 2026-02-02 20:23:55

CHAPTER 25: The Angle

POV: Aidan

The first thing I notice is the quiet.

Not the peaceful kind, the kind that presses against your ears until you realize it’s wrong.

The Institute is never truly silent. There’s always the hum of wards, the distant clang of training steel, the low murmur of voices layered into the stone.

This quiet feels curated.

Chosen.

I slow my steps in the eastern archive corridor, fingers brushing the cool wall.

Matteo had finally fallen asleep an hour ago, his hand slack
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