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A Ruthless Decision

Author: Adeyiga Adejoke
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-06-02 07:57:47

The days after my breaking point were different, colder, and I could feel something shifting inside me, something that had been building for months, something that had finally snapped into place with an almost audible click.

I sat at the kitchen table with James and Merald and Sarah, going over the plans for the next phase of the war, and I listened to them argue about risks and consequences and the people who might get hurt, and I felt nothing, no guilt, no fear, no hesitation, just a cold, e
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