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CHAPTER 45

Penulis: Ashley Cole
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-22 05:26:49

The door was still shut.

I had spent the night on the floor across from it. The stone was cold. My mind was not. The storm of feeling was over. Now there was only the quiet. A white, silent space in my head. In that space, there were only facts. Only connections.

I stood up. The dawn light was grey in the hallway. My body was stiff. My thoughts were sharp.

I walked to the operations room. The screens were dark. I sat down.

"Marcos."

"Sir."

"Wake the system. We start over."

The main scree
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