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Chapter 28: When Time Stops Being an Ally.

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Time had begun to feel different inside the estate.

Not because the clocks had changed.

But because everything within the walls now moved with urgency that could no longer be hidden.

Ethan could feel it.

The structure he had built, carefully layered, carefully delayed, carefully controlled, was beginning to tighten around itself.

Not collapsing.

But compressing.

And compression always created pressure.

Isabella, however, remained at the center of it all, unaware that she had become the final po
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