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Chapter Sixteen: The Quiet Flame

Auteur: Ekenta David
last update Date de publication: 2026-03-04 16:36:46

Toronto, Canada – October 19, 2045, 5:47 p.m.

The backyard was golden with late-afternoon sun. Tomatoes hung heavy on the vines Liam still tended, peppers bright red against green leaves. Chino sat on the porch steps, knees drawn up, watching Nkem—Adanna’s daughter, now ten—chase a soccer ball with Liam across the grass. She laughed loud when Liam pretended to miss a save, falling dramatically. Freedom’s old collar hung on the railing beside Chino—faded, but still there.

Twenty years since th
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