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CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

作者: Haileybeybey
last update 最終更新日: 2025-12-27 03:13:37

Clara’s POV

I stood alone in the center of the main hall, arms wrapped around myself.

“You should sit,” Adrian said behind me.

I turned. “I don’t think I can.”

He walked closer, slow and careful, like he didn’t want to startle me. “You’ve been standing for an hour.”

“I know.”

“Your body doesn’t,” he replied.

I let out a weak breath. “Tomorrow changes everything.”

“Yes,” he said. “It does.”

“That scares me,” I admitted.

“It should,” he replied honestly. “But it also means what you’re doing matters.”

I looked around the room. “I never imagined my work would lead here. Threats. Power plays. People watching my every move.”

“And yet,” Adrian said quietly, “you’re still standing.”

“Barely,” I said.

“That still counts.”

Sophia entered then, holding a tablet. “Security is locked. Guest list confirmed. Press is circling already.”

I swallowed. “Any new messages?”

She hesitated. “Nothing direct. But movement online. Anonymous posts. People stirring fear.”

“They want chaos,” Adrian said.

“They wa
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