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Chapter 69 — Where the Mask Becomes the Weapon

Author: Déesse
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-03 00:54:22

Cassandra

I scream.

Just enough.

Enough for the echo to bounce off the marble walls like a visceral alarm.

Enough for silence to fall in the hall. For heads to turn, hearts to freeze, breaths to stop.

And I fall.

I let go.

My body tumbles down the stairs. Bones strike the stone with a carefully measured brutality. My skull hits not too hard, but enough to ring hollow.

The metal of the handrail carves a groove in my back. My knees scrape the marble. My wrist twists with a muffled crack.

And then, blood gushes thick, improbable. The capsule in my belly slowly spills, triggering the storm. A scarlet trail slips down my thigh.

It mingles with sweat, with feigned fear, with the staging.

I half-rise: just enough to show the drama, not too much to remain a victim.

And I whisper. In a strangled, trembling, desperate voice:

— She wants me to lose my child… oh my God...

Faces freeze.

And then, the final blow:

— She made me lose my child…

The ground seems to give way.

Around me, the world explod
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