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Chapter 175: The Performance

Author: Anney GW
last update publish date: 2026-03-11 17:55:57

[Alice’s POV]

I lay in the dim light of the lab’s recovery area, the silence gnawing at me. Endall had dimmed the lights and covered the sensitive equipment with sheets, trying to make the sterile bunker feel less like a prison and more like a sanctuary.

My mind wouldn't shut off. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the clock ticking. I saw Camilla’s face on that video call, resigned and broken. I saw Lily wearing my ring, smiling that poisonous smile. The guilt was a physical weight on my chest
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