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CHAPTER 210: INTERVIEW 3

Author: Lizzy Fash
last update publish date: 2026-04-28 21:11:59

CASSAIN

I don’t do interviews, not because I can’t, not because I’m bad at them but because they’re unnecessary.

Most people talk too much.

Reveal too much.

Give away things that should stay theirs.

And me?

I don’t share.

Not information.

Not control.

Not what’s mine.

Which is exactly why I’m here.

Sitting under bright studio lights.

Cameras pointed straight at us.

Microphones clipped in place.

Waiting.

Because this one?

This one isn’t optional.

I glance to my right.

Evelessa sits beside me li
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