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2025-06-04 16:03:45Chapter 61: Shards of the Mirror
The silence was unbearable.
Isla sat alone in the observation room of ECHO-3, a vast, high-ceilinged chamber lined with sleek glass panels and flickering holo-screens. A distant hum vibrated beneath her boots—the sound of a hidden world still turning.
She stared at the holographic projection of her DNA spiral spinning slowly in midair. It glowed violet, like a cursed constellation. Data poured beside it—words she could no longer make sense of. Words that used to belong to scientists, not to monsters.
Behind her, footsteps echoed. Steady. Purposeful.
Christopher.
“I thought you might come here,” he said quietly.
Isla didn’t turn. “It’s strange. Seeing yourself... and realizing you're not entirely yourself.”
“You’re not a thing, Isla. You’re not just a blueprint someone rewrote.”
She let out a bitter laugh. “Tell that to the report I just read. Lyra didn’t just give birth to me—she embedded herself in me. Consciously. She planned it.”
Christopher stayed quiet, giving her space to unravel.
Isla turned slowly, facing him. “I’m not even sure if I love with my own heart, or if I inherited the feeling from her. Can love even be inherited?”
“Yes,” Christopher said simply. “But not like that. You love because you choose to. Because you fight to. That’s the part no one can program.”
She looked at him, eyes clouded. “Do you still trust me?”
He hesitated. “Yes. But I don’t trust what they put in you. There’s a difference.”
Her gaze fell. “I’m scared I’ll become her. The version of her that manipulated, experimented, and hurt people. The woman who saw feelings as weapons.”
“You’re not her,” Christopher said firmly. “You have me.”
“And if I lose myself?”
“Then I will fight for you. Even if I have to fight you.”
There was a long silence. The kind that sliced deeper than shouting ever could.
Then Isla walked up to the wall-sized mirror—an old interrogation remnant—and pressed her palm against it.
Her reflection looked back at her with too many eyes. Hers—and Lyra’s.
“I want to break it,” she whispered.
Christopher stepped up beside her. “Then break it.”
She looked at him.
“Go ahead,” he said, voice steady. “Shatter it. And then we start from what’s real.”
A trembling breath. Then she balled her fist, drew back—
And drove it into the mirror.
Glass exploded.
Shards scattered across the floor like truth finally given form.
Blood dripped from her knuckles, but she didn’t cry out.
She stared at the fractured mirror. She was still standing.
Still Isla.
Still her.
Behind them, the alarm buzzed low—three steady pulses. Then red light bathed the hallway.
A breach.
Something—or someone—had found them.
Christopher moved first. “Stay here.”
“No,” Isla said, already reaching for the weapon under her coat. “If this is who I’m becoming, I’ll face it. Eyes open.”
Their eyes locked.
And they ran.
Into the blood-colored light.
Into whatever was coming next.
To My Dear Readers,First of all, thank you so much for reading my story. Your support, feedback, and messages have meant the world to me.
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