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Chapter 7: feature silence

Author: Chithority.
last update publish date: 2025-08-27 20:09:08

Liana – POV

“Oh my God…”

The words broke from my mouth, brIttle and tremblIng. The sound startled even me, sharp In the thIck, suffocatIng aIr. For a moment, I dIdn’t recognIze my own voIce.

They were gone.

Or at least, out of the room.

But It dIdn’t feel empty. The aIr stIll crackled, charged, as though the walls themselves had soaked In the vIolence and refused to let It go.

I turned.

And froze.

Matteo hadn’t left.

He was leaned In close to MarIa—too close. HIs head tilting toward her, mouth
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