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Chapter Eighteen: The Silence Between Shadows

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The silence after Lucien left was worse than the shouting. Worse than the tension in the hall. Worse than the haunting sound of car doors slamming in the distance. It was the kind of silence that crept beneath the skin, curling into her chest and pressing against her lungs until every breath felt like a question.

Emilia sat on the edge of the bed, her legs pulled in tight, arms wrapped around herself. The black file still lay open beside her, its corners curled, the pages stained with names she didn’t know and faces she couldn’t forget. Each image burned itself into her memory, red slashes across grainy photos, bullets through time.

And her father.

His name was everywhere. Not just once. Not just in passing. It was there like a signature. A curse.

Lucien had been watching her long before she ever stepped foot in this house. Long before he claimed her.

Because of him?

A tremor moved through her spine. She couldn’t tell if it was fear or disbelief anymore.

She wasn’t anyone. Not really.
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Emilia’s transformation is happening quietly, but powerfully. This chapter marks a turning point, not just in how she views herself, but how she sees the world she’s been pulled into. She’s no longer the girl sitting in the corner, waiting for things to happen to her. She’s starting to question, to notice, to feel the weight of her own name. And that’s dangerous in Lucien’s world.

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