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Twice His Wife EPILOGUE-AHES AND DAWN.
The world did not end with the vault.For weeks, it felt like it might. Screens burned with truths too sharp to swallow. Names that had once seemed untouchable now stained every headline, every feed, every whispered conversation in crowded streets. The faceless men who moved money and wars from polished boardrooms were dragged into the light. Some vanished overnight. Some were hunted. Some, unthinkably, stood trial.But the earth kept spinning. People kept breathing. And in that fragile persistence, something shifted.Anaïs sat at the window of the farmhouse, the one they had run to and away from so many times, watching the horizon pale. Her hair was loose, unguarded, her face turned toward the gray-blue sweep of morning. For the first time in years, she wasn’t listening for footsteps on gravel or doors breaking open. She was listening to the child’s breathing in the next room, the soft rhythm of safety.Cassian stood behind her, hands braced on the frame. His voice was quieter now, w
Twice His Wife Chapter 156-THE LAST QUIET.
The world felt different. Not louder, not calmer, just… irrevocably altered, as though the air itself had absorbed the shock of what they had unleashed.By the time dawn reached Monteluna, the leaks had already crossed oceans. Screens flickered in cafés, in government offices, in safe houses like theirs. The names, the ledgers, the videos—they were everywhere. A storm of truth that no single firewall or network could contain.But in the farmhouse, there was only silence. The kind that comes after something has broken wide open.Anaïs sat by the window, her arms wrapped around the child as if anchoring both of them to the earth. The boy had fallen asleep on her shoulder, his small breaths steady, innocent in a world that had just been gutted.Cassian leaned against the far wall, the lines of his face drawn, his body taut from sleepless hours. He had watched the feeds with Maris and Julien until the night bled out, but now the screens were dark, and his eyes had nowhere to rest.Julien
Twice His Wife Chapter 155-WHEN THE WORLD LOOKED UP.
The storm did not arrive with thunder. It came quietly, in the way most history-altering things do—one file dropped into a network, one transmission pushed out into the unblinking bloodstream of the net. By the time anyone understood what they were looking at, it was already too late to take it back.Anaïs stood at the edge of the vault’s table, hands braced, eyes fixed on the screen as the data ticked through. Crane’s code was running the distribution exactly as they had designed it: fragments of Julien’s drive going to journalists, whistleblower channels, watchdog agencies, and a handful of stubborn independent networks no corporation could crush. There was no flourish. No announcement. Just truth entering the bloodstream.Cassian’s shoulders were taut, his jaw locked as he watched. For all his ruthlessness in boardrooms, he looked shaken now. Not with fear for himself, but for the weight of what they had chosen to unleash.Maris shifted from one foot to the other, restless, arms wr
Twice His Wife Chapter 154-THE SHATTERED MASK.
The vault felt colder than before, though no air moved inside it. The shadows clung thicker to the walls, as if even light itself was reluctant to illuminate what they were about to uncover.Anaïs stood closest to the console, her breath catching with every line of text that flickered across its dim screen. Cassian had stationed himself behind her, one hand resting firmly on the back of her chair, the other free but tense, as though he were ready to seize the world itself if it turned against them. Maris lingered nearby with the child, her gaze sharp, protective. Crane leaned into the glow of the screen, scanning, his jaw locked.And Julien—still alive, still impossibly real—remained half in shadow. His presence unsettled all of them in different ways. He wasn’t a ghost anymore. He was breathing. He was watching.The files began to open.At first, they were just columns of numbers, spreadsheets of transfers and coded accounts. But then the strings aligned, the systems decrypted, and t
Twice His Wife Chapter 153-WHEN THE FLOODGATES BROKE.
The air in the vault felt like it hadn’t been touched in decades. Cold, metallic, almost bitter. The heavy door shut behind them with a low groan, and for a moment the sound swallowed everything—their breathing, the shuffle of feet, the faint whimper of the child against Anaïs’ shoulder.The space was wider than any of them expected, stretching into shadows that seemed to have no end.Walls of steel drawers, shelves of sealed cases, and a central console lit by a faint, steady blue glow made it feel less like a vault and more like a mausoleum for secrets.Cassian moved first. He stepped into the blue light as if it were a threshold, his broad frame casting shadows that jittered across the racks of data cores and files. He didn’t speak, but his hand brushed the central console, fingers hovering above it the way one might touch the surface of a coffin. Julien followed slowly, his eyes darting everywhere—scanning, calculating, but also afraid.Maris stayed near the entrance, close to Cr
Twice His Wife Chapter 152-THE FIRST TRUTH.
The vault swallowed them in silence.The heavy door had closed with a groan that seemed to echo for an eternity, its weight final, like a seal pressed over centuries of secrets. The air inside was colder, stale in a way that made Anaïs’s breath catch as though she had stepped into the lungs of something ancient.Rows upon rows of cabinets stretched into the dark. Steel, glass, locked drawers. But at the center was what drew their eyes: a raised platform, circular, with a console that hummed faintly, alive even after years of dust and disuse. Blue light pulsed at its edges, like the heartbeat of something that had been waiting for them.Cassian stepped forward first. He didn’t speak, but his hand grazed Anaïs’s for the briefest moment, grounding her. Behind them, Maris shifted, her sharp eyes darting over the vault’s corners as though danger might step out from the shadows. The child clutched Anaïs’s coat, silent, staring wide-eyed at the walls that seemed too vast for human hands to h
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