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The Shattered Mirror

Penulis: Authoress Funky
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-05 01:44:59

Chapter 208

Ayana's POV

The concrete floor didn't have the decency to be smooth. It was raw, aggregate-heavy, and biting into my knees like a mouthful of jagged teeth through the thin fabric of my tailored blazer.

"Up. Move your legs, Chairperson," a voice barked, heavily distorted by the rubberized seal of a tactical respirator. The sound was mechanical, hollow, stripping away any shred of human empathy.

I couldn't answer. My lungs felt like they had been scrubbed with wire brushes. The s
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