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chapter 195

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last update Data de publicação: 2026-09-13 00:43:23

Point of View: Alexander

"I am coming with you," Elena said, already reaching for her coat before I had finished explaining what Vanessa had told her. "This is not a conversation, Alexander."

I had four hours to stop a man who had spent three weeks preparing to destroy my family in front of every camera in the city, and I was spending the first thirty minutes of it arguing with my own wife about whether she should be at my side when it happened. "I have spent this entire marriage being protecte
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    Point of View: Alexander"Harold wants to reopen the expansion discussion. Today. In front of the full board."Patricia said it the moment I walked into the boardroom, low enough that only I could hear, and I felt the old familiar tightening behind my sternum, the one I used to mistake for simple stress before I learned to recognize it as something closer to dread. Two weeks of careful stability, and Harold had chosen the exact moment Elena's monitoring appointment ran long to make his move, as though he'd been waiting for precisely this window."He's using my absence against me," I said, setting my folder down harder than I meant to."He's using the appearance of your absence," Patricia corrected, not looking up from her notes. "There's a difference, and you're going to want to make it very clear to this room in the next five minutes, before he gets a chance to frame it for you."I walked in already knowing exactly what Harold intended to say before he said a single word of it, and I

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    Point of View: Elena"I have been sitting on this couch for four days, Grace, and I am fairly certain I have memorized the pattern in the ceiling."Grace laughed from the doorway of the apartment, arms full of folders she insisted on bringing me despite Alexander's very clear instructions that no theater business was to cross this threshold until the two week mark. "I brought the good kind of trouble," she said, settling into the chair across from me, setting the folders down like a peace offering. "Not the kind that requires you standing up."The good kind of trouble turned out to be a letter from one of the school's largest donors, a Mrs. Whitfield who had funded three full scholarships the previous year, informing us she was reconsidering her pledge for the coming term pending, in her words, a closer look at how the program's funds were actually being allocated."She's never asked for that before," I said, reading it twice to make sure I hadn't missed something obvious. "Not once i

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    Point of View: Alexander"We need to talk.""Ten fifteen at night, Harold. This had better be about the building being on fire."I kept my voice low, half turned away from Elena's hospital bed, though she stirred anyway at the sharpness in my tone, and I hated myself a little for letting the boardroom follow me even here, into the one room in the world it had no business entering. Harold's voice on the other end was brisk in a way that told me he had rehearsed this call in the elevator down from his office, timing it to land exactly when he thought I'd be too tired to push back."The conservative expansion proposal needs your signature by Friday or we lose the financing window Patricia negotiated," he said. "I need to know if you're actually running this company or if you've decided to run it from a hospital chair for the next six months."Something old and tired rose in my chest, the same helpless fury I remembered from the coup eighteen months ago, except this time it wasn't fear dr

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    Point of View: Elena"Don't move her. Not yet."The paramedic's voice cut through the warm gallery light like something from another world entirely, and I remember thinking, absurdly, that Eleanor's mural was still smiling down at all of us while my whole body went cold from the inside out. Alexander's hand had not left mine since the moment I said his name, and I could feel him shaking even as his voice stayed perfectly, terrifyingly calm for the room."Talk to me," he said, kneeling beside the chair Grace had eased me into, his eyes never once leaving my face. "Elena. Stay with me. Look at me, not the ceiling.""I'm here," I managed, though the tightening beneath my ribs had come back twice more in the last ten minutes, sharper each time, and some small, clinical part of my brain was already counting the seconds between them the way I'd read about in every pregnancy book I'd told myself I didn't need to finish. Twelve weeks was too early for this. I knew that much even through the f

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