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41. The Broadcast

Penulis: Amy Tetteh
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The silver remote felt weightless in Judith’s hand as she flipped through channel after channel, each one as meaningless as the last. News. A soap opera rerun. A makeup tutorial. The sound barely registered in her ears. The television had become little more than moving wallpaper—something to keep the silence in her mansion from suffocating her completely.

It was late. She was curled in her usual corner of the expansive cream-colored sectional, a half-empty wine glass trembling slightly between her fingers. She hadn’t eaten dinner. She didn’t feel hunger anymore—only the constant gnawing sense of waiting.

Waiting for something to collapse.

Waiting for something to bleed.

She pressed the channel button again.

A static buzz.

Then—

“…and we are so honored to welcome one of the most enigmatic forces in fashion and film today. She’s elegant, powerful, and unapologetically private—ladies and gentlemen, Annie Yin.”

Judith’s thumb froze mid-press.

Her heart lurched against her ribs like it had
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