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Twice His Wife Chapter 119-NOT THE SAME SKY.
Cassian didn’t move for a long time.He stood in the middle of the cellar, his hand still resting on the heavy door they’d just sealed shut. Above them, night was settling hard over the ridge. But down here, it was already darker than it had any right to be. Cold, too. The stone walls caught your breath and held it hostage.Anaïs sat on the bottom step with the child curled in her lap, her back pressed to the wood paneling like it might fold around them if they stayed still enough.Maris stood with her arms crossed tight, staring at the shelves of dried roots and pickled things that lined the walls. Her mouth didn’t move. Her eyes didn’t blink. But her hand hovered close to her knife like she expected the room to breathe wrong.And Crane… Crane looked older than he had hours ago.He dragged a stool across the stone floor and sat down with the kind of heaviness that said he’d run out of backup plans. “I was hoping it wasn’t her,” he said finally. “Aster’s not someone you lose. She’s so
Twice His Wife Chapter 118-A NAME TO THE SILENCE.
They didn’t speak as they left the burned-out chapel.Not because there was nothing to say, but because everything inside them was still too raw to name. Ash clung to their clothes. Smoke lingered in their lungs. And the child, now wide awake and eerily silent, clutched Anaïs’s hand like her small fingers were the last tether to a world that still made sense.The road they followed was half-covered in moss and gravel. Abandoned, like the town they’d passed at dawn. Cassian walked ahead, his steps tense and measured. He didn’t look back. He hadn’t since they saw what was scrawled across the chapel’s wall. The blood writing had been partially smeared by fire and heat, but they all saw the same word burned into the plaster:DEBTOR.Cassian hadn’t said a word since. Not about the message. Not about the fire. Not about the two men he killed trying to stop them from getting out.Maris brought up the rear, scanning behind them every few steps. The knife she’d once toyed with aimlessly now st
Twice His Wife Chapter 117-EVEN THE QUIET BURNS.
The town smelled like oil and ash.They arrived just before dawn, slipping down through the tree line with their backs hunched and their eyes scanning every rooftop, every utility pole, every window. It wasn’t a big place—maybe six streets total—but that only made it worse. Fewer places to hide.Cassian had gone in ahead, just as they’d planned. Unarmed but fast. He knew the layout from the stolen map. Market on Main. Clinic on Garrison. A café with a working phone. They’d agreed on twenty minutes. No longer. If he wasn’t back by then, they’d go in after him—no matter what.Anaïs crouched beneath a broken fence behind a shut-down gas station, the child tucked close against her chest, wrapped in the cleanest cloth Maris had. Her own breathing felt louder than it should. It had weight now. Every inhale carried the memories of blood and smoke and Julien’s hand disappearing into the fire.Maris sat beside her, chewing the inside of her cheek raw. Her fingers toyed with a small stone like
Twice His Wife Chapter 116-BY FIRE AND SIGNAL.
By the time the sun reached the valley floor, the town below was already stirring.From the ridge, Anaïs watched cars begin to pull onto the main road, watched storefronts unlock their doors, watched a man in a red cap hose down the pavement outside a bakery. It looked harmless. Forgettable. But that was the danger of places like this. They didn’t need weapons or drones or guard dogs. All they needed was one good pair of eyes and a phone call, and everything would come crashing down.She adjusted the scarf around her face and turned to Maris. “You take the pharmacy. Cassian and I will handle the comms and food.”Maris checked the child, who was curled beneath a blanket under the overhang, still half-asleep. “She stays up here.”Anaïs hesitated. “You sure?”“She’s safer in the trees than on the street.” Maris brushed her thumb gently over the child’s temple. “I’ll double back every twenty. If anything moves, I’ll signal.”Cassian secured the satchel across his back. “Let’s make this fa
Twice His Wife Chapter 115-THE QUIET ONES FIRST.
The rain didn’t fall. It waited.Like everything else.Anaïs stood beneath the blackened sky with her coat pulled tight, the child’s head tucked under her chin. The field stretched wide before them—open, wet, and exposed. No more forest to shield them. No more time to hesitate. The back wall of the facility had gone up in flames hours ago, and the smoke still lingered. So did the silence it left behind.Julien was gone. But his plan was still breathing.Cassian moved ahead, scanning the edge of the field with the same restless energy he’d carried since they left the woods. His jaw was clenched. His hand never strayed far from the sidearm he’d stolen.Maris brought up the rear. She hadn’t spoken since morning. Not a word since the shot near the river. Her shoulder was still bleeding through the wrap, but she hadn’t complained, hadn’t asked for help. Just kept walking.“I don’t like this,” Cassian muttered.Anaïs adjusted the child’s weight on her hip. “We don’t have to like it. We just
Twice His Wife Chapter 114-WHAT FOLLOWS THE FIRE.
It wasn’t the sound that woke her—it was the stillness.Anaïs opened her eyes to a dawn that looked like it hadn’t made up its mind yet. Fog clung to the trees like breath held too long, and the light filtering through the canopy was weak and colorless, like someone had drained all the heat out of the sky.The child was still asleep, her small body curled into Anaïs’s chest. But Maris was already up, kneeling at the edge of the ridge with her back to them. Cassian sat a little farther off, cleaning the same knife he’d used the night before. He hadn’t looked at Anaïs once since taking over the last watch. That silence hadn’t healed overnight. Nothing had.Anaïs didn’t move. She just stared up through the wet leaves, listening. No birdsong. No crackle of comms. No low hum of drones overhead. That was what had woken her. Not a sound—but the absence of one.The forest wasn’t silent. It was waiting.She ran her hand gently down the child’s back, then whispered into her hair, “Time to wake
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