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Chapter 20: Signal to the Unknown
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Married To My Enemy's Son Chapter 20: Signal to the Unknown
The room was silent, the kind of silence that doesn’t just fill a space but crawls under your skin. The signal from space was still echoing on our monitors—an endless loop of encrypted pulses. We stared at it, not sure if we were hearing the future or our doom knocking.“They’re not human,” Eve had said.And after everything we’d seen, no one doubted her.Adrian leaned forward, studying the frequency. “This isn’t random. It’s patterned. Structured.”“Like language?” Wren asked.“Like mathematics,” Lena replied. “Which means it’s intelligent.”My heart pounded. “Are we talking aliens now?”Eve’s voice was calm. “They’re not from here. But they were invited.”Wren blinked. “Invited by who?”“Kael,” Eve whispered. “He’s not just building weapons. He’s building beacons.”The next 48 hours were a blur. Lena decoded parts of the signal. It wasn’t a message. It was a countdown.“Seventeen days,” she announced. “Seventeen days until… something arrives.”“From where?” Adrian asked.Lena pointe
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