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THE GHOST IN THE WIRES
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MY EX IS PREGNANT FOR ME THE FREQUENCY OF GHOSTS
The sea stretched endless ahead of us, gray and restless beneath a bruised sky. The ferry groaned with every wave, its rusted hull trembling like an old secret that wanted to be heard. I kept one hand on the wheel, the other resting near the small radio transmitter that had become our compass — the same one that carried the signal.Lena sat a few feet away, her knees pulled to her chest, eyes fixed on the horizon. Salt clung to her hair, to her lips, and when the wind swept across the deck, she didn’t flinch. She just watched the distance, like she was trying to read something written in the clouds.“We’ll hit the coastline by dusk,” I said.She didn’t respond at first. Then, quietly, “And what if they’re waiting for us there?”“Then we keep moving.”She turned toward me, her expression unreadable. “You say that like it’s easy.”“It’s the only thing we’re good at anymore,” I said.For a long moment, neither of us spoke. The engine hummed, steady and low, and the horizon shimmered wher
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The night was restless, alive with sirens and the echo of distant chaos. We stayed close to the walls, moving through the narrow alleys that twisted behind the docks. Lena’s hand was locked in mine, her pulse fast but steady. Every few seconds, she glanced back, checking for movement, for shadows that didn’t belong to the city.We reached the far end of the port, where the lights thinned and the smell of salt grew stronger. Old fishing boats swayed gently against the current, their ropes creaking like whispers. I scanned the horizon—nothing but dark water and the faint glow of the city behind us. For the first time in hours, I let myself breathe.Lena sank down onto a wooden crate, brushing hair from her face. “We can’t keep doing this,” she said quietly. “Running, hiding. It’s eating us alive.”I crouched beside her. “We’re not hiding. We’re surviving.”“Is there a difference anymore?” Her voice cracked, but she didn’t look at me. “Every step we take, we lose another part of who we w
MY EX IS PREGNANT FOR ME THE NEXT DAY
The morning light slid through the thin curtains, touching the edges of the bed where Lena lay still. Her hair spilled across the pillow, a dark halo of quiet chaos. For a moment, I simply watched her breathe. The world outside could be unraveling, the networks might be hunting for us again, but in that space between her inhale and exhale, there was peace. I hadn’t felt peace in years.When she stirred, I pretended to look away, but her eyes opened and caught mine. “You didn’t sleep,” she said softly. It wasn’t a question, more like an observation made from instinct. She always seemed to see right through me.“I didn’t want to,” I said. “Sleep feels dangerous now.”“Everything feels dangerous now,” she murmured, sitting up. Her bare shoulder caught the light, pale against the crumpled sheet. “But we can’t live afraid forever.”I wanted to believe her. I wanted to believe that what we had now could survive the weight of what we’d done—the data leak, the exposure, the truth about the He
MY EX IS PREGNANT FOR ME THE SILENCE BETWEEN HEARTBEATS
The rain had stopped sometime before dawn, leaving the air thick with the scent of wet earth and unspoken words. I woke to the faint hum of the city outside — the kind that made the world feel suspended between what had happened and what might come next. Adrian was already awake, standing by the window, the early light tracing the lines of his shoulders through the white shirt he hadn’t bothered to button completely.He didn’t turn when I sat up, but I could sense the shift in him — the quiet, the way his breath seemed caught somewhere between calm and restlessness.“Couldn’t sleep again?” I asked softly.He turned then, eyes shadowed yet steady. “Didn’t want to.”There was something about his tone that made my chest tighten. He crossed the room slowly and sat beside me, his hand brushing mine with that familiar hesitation, like every touch was a question he still wasn’t sure I’d answer.For a moment, we said nothing. Just silence — thick, pulsing, full of everything we didn’t know ho
MY EX IS PREGNANT FOR ME AFTER THE LIGHT
The morning after the storm carried a silence so deep it almost frightened me. No alarms, no digital hum, no trace of the tower’s pulse. Just the faint murmur of waves crashing somewhere beyond the city’s edge, and the slow rhythm of Lena’s breathing beside me.We had found shelter in an abandoned transit loft overlooking the ruins of the comms district. The skyline looked softer now, stripped of its blinding neon arrogance. For once, the city seemed human again.I sat on the edge of the narrow cot, running a hand through my hair. My body still ached from the feedback, but it was my mind that wouldn’t stop spinning. Every image from the Core—Lena’s voice, the faces of the freed consciousnesses, the Curator’s last words—looped through my head in fragments.She stirred, rolling onto her side. Strands of hair fell across her face. When her eyes opened, they were clearer than I’d ever seen them—like someone had wiped away years of static.“Morning,” she whispered.“Hey.”She smiled faintl
MY EX IS PREGNANT FOR ME THE CORE OF US
The air inside the tower felt alive, humming like the world’s nervous system. Every wall thrummed with hidden power, every light flickered like a heartbeat out of rhythm. Lena moved ahead of me, her fingers dancing across the control pad she’d pried open with a piece of scrap metal. The girl who once feared the sound of her own pulse was now hacking into the most dangerous structure on Earth. We slipped through the maintenance corridor, following Mira’s voice in our earpieces. “Security is on internal lockdown. They know someone breached the neural interface. That gives you six minutes before they redirect power to your sector.” “Plenty,” I said, though my heart disagreed. Lena shot me a glance. “You always say that right before everything explodes.” She wasn’t wrong. We reached a junction where the corridor split into mirrored paths. A faint tremor ran through the floor, like the tower itself was breathing. Lena crouched beside a glowing panel, her brows furrowing as she traced
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