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Chapter Twenty-Four: Threads Of Silence

Penulis: Sammy Miracle
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-07-10 06:28:51

The quiet after the storm was always the loudest.

Evangeline stood on the edge of the city’s skyline, overlooking the shadowed streets below. The night felt quieter now, less frenetic than it had before. The agents, the Song, the chaos - they felt like they belonged to a past self. But the five notes on her palm - scorched into her skin like a new brand - reminded her daily that there was no turning back.

She exhaled, watching the breeze lift her hair as the city lights blurred into soft halos.
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