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Chapter 142 - Fear of the known

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Ethan POV

I woke with a violent gasp, my body jerking upright as if yanked from death itself. Sweat drenched my skin, my heart slamming against my ribs so hard it hurt. For a second, the world didn’t feel real. Darkness pressed in from every corner, thick and suffocating, and I could still see it—still hear it.

Sylvester standing across from me.

The gun in his hand.

The way his eyes had been empty, almost calm, as he raised it.

I squeezed my eyes shut, but it didn’t help. The dream replayed anyway. I was back there, frozen in place, watching him pull the trigger without hesitation. The sound of the shot had echoed like thunder, tearing through me. I remembered looking down, seeing blood bloom across my chest, feeling my legs give out. I hit the ground hard, the cold seeping into my bones as life drained from me. I remember thinking, absurdly, that I never even felt the pain.

Just silence.

Just darkness.

“Ethan?”

Claire’s voice cut through the memory, soft but sharp with concern. I suc
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