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Chapter 110-A HARDER SILENCE.
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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
Twice His Wife Chapter 113-NOT THE SAME SKY.
The wind changed before the sun came up.Anaïs noticed it first. A subtle shift. The air carried a different weight—less forest, more metal. She opened her eyes without moving, listening. Beside her, the child was still asleep, curled into the warmth of her side. Cassian’s silhouette stood at the edge of the clearing, watchful. Maris was a few feet away, crouched low, tension sharp in her frame.No birds. No rustle. The quiet wasn’t natural.Anaïs whispered, “Something’s wrong.”Cassian didn’t turn. “I know.”Maris motioned for them to stay low. Her hand was already on the grip of her pistol. Anaïs gently shifted the child behind her, heart thudding now, but steady.Then came the hum.Low, distant, mechanical—too low for an aircraft, too consistent for weather. It sounded like it came from underground and overhead all at once. Cassian crouched beside her, voice low.“They’re scanning.”Anaïs nodded. “Thermals?”“Probably. Drones first. Then boots.”The sky had started to gray, but the
Twice His Wife Chapter 112-SMOKE SIGNALS.
They didn’t sleep.Not really. Just stretches of stillness, broken by the occasional twitch, the rustle of movement, the dry cough of someone too tired to care who heard. The barn creaked with the wind, and every creak sounded like footsteps.Anaïs was the first to rise. She sat by the open barn doors, watching the horizon bleed slowly into gray. The child was still curled against her, arms locked around the stuffed cat, face slack with exhaustion. Maris snored softly in the corner. Cassian leaned against a post, half-awake, eyes watching nothing.The air felt thinner this morning. The kind of thin that came before something broke.Cassian finally stirred. “What do you think Crane found?”“She said she’d reach out,” Anaïs replied, not turning.“And if she doesn’t?”“Then she’s either dead or running.”Cassian ran a hand over his face. “Or both.”Anaïs reached into her coat, pulling out the burner phone. No signal. She powered it off again.“We wait one more day,” she said. “Then we mo
Twice His Wife Chapter 111-THE FACE IN THE GLASS.
Dawn didn’t come softly.It broke over the ridge like something snapping, light tearing across the valley and catching on every wet leaf, every blade of flattened grass. The fog was thin but fast, crawling over the forest floor like it had somewhere to be. Cassian was already up, crouched with his back to a tree, scanning the slope below with the stolen scope. Maris hadn’t slept at all.Anaïs sat with the child curled beside her, both of them draped in a mylar blanket that shimmered like something out of a broken future. She hadn’t closed her eyes. Not really. Sleep was a memory she didn’t trust anymore.Cassian looked over his shoulder. “You two ready?”“No,” Anaïs said quietly. “But we’ll go.”Maris adjusted the strap on her thigh holster. “We go in, split up. Get what we need. No contact. No lingering. No second guesses.”Anaïs nodded. “Where do we meet?”Cassian pointed toward the far end of the town, where the buildings thinned into countryside. “Barn outside the mill. Looks aban
Twice His Wife Chapter 110-A HARDER SILENCE.
The forest didn’t feel like safety anymore.It felt like a holding place, like the breath between two screams. Every branch was a surveillance line. Every shadow waited to turn into a threat.Anaïs stood with her back against a moss-covered rock, her arms wrapped tight around the child. She wasn’t even sure when the trembling had started—hers or the child’s—but it hadn’t stopped since Julien vanished into the smoke. Since they heard the last of his voice on that comm. Since Cassian pulled her through the trees with blood on his hands and no words in his mouth.No one said Julien’s name.Not even Maris.The silence was harder than crying.Cassian paced a narrow perimeter around them, his shirt still soaked through with sweat, blood, and dirt. He hadn’t stopped moving since they set camp. There wasn’t much to call a camp—just a patch of flattened leaves beneath a jutting rock face, concealed from above. The rain had passed hours ago, but everything was damp. Their clothes. Their skin. T
Twice His Wife Chapter 109- ASHES DO NOT LIE.
They buried Julien just after dusk.No words. No markers. Just a cairn of stones under a hollowed pine, deep in the northern wood where the trees stood close and the air held still. Cassian did most of the digging. Anaïs placed the first stone. The child didn’t speak, didn’t cry—she just held Maris’s hand tightly, her face locked in that too-old stillness that no child should wear.“I thought he’d make it,” Cassian said, finally. His voice was rough, not from grief but from the dry crack of smoke that still clung to their lungs. “He always said he would.”“He did,” Anaïs said quietly. “Just not in the way we wanted.”The fire had taken the cabin. The last safehouse. The final line. But the archive drop hadn’t been stopped. The story was out. Too many people had seen it now. The faces of the missing. The contracts. The labs. The experiments that were never called by name.Some governments denied it. Others went silent. A few issued vague promises of internal review.But people were ask
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