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Chapter 11

Author: Brandi Rae
last update publish date: 2026-04-26 05:02:45

​For a moment, nothing happened. The name remained on the screen.

Unchanged.

Unmistakable.

Elara.

The room didn't react, not the way it had before. There was no immediate murmur, no quiet approval settling over the space.

Just silence

Heavy.

Wrong.

Elara didn't move.

Didn't breathe.

Her gaze stayed fixed on the screen as if looking away might change it, might make it disappear, correct itself, become something that made sense.

It didn't.

Her name stayed where it was.

Alone.

That wasn't how it
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