Lahat ng Kabanata ng Trigger Me Gently: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

LOCATION: Remote neurological clinic Vairo-controlled blacksiteTIME: 3:19 a.m.The woman across from Ember had eyes like frost.Steel-gray. Precise. Surgical.“Subject E1–Ash,” the doctor said. “Are you ready to see what he left behind?”Ember didn’t flinch. “Rafael’s dead.”“Dead men still whisper if they cut deep enough.”The doctor Dr. Lyra Dell was one of Rafael’s final recruits. Not loyal. Not sentimental. Paid to map minds and erase them.She now worked for Ember.Because Ember paid better.And because Ember wanted to know the truth about her own brain.Deep-Scan Procedure RoomThe room was cold. Medical. Terribly quiet.Ember lay on the examination table, electrodes attached to her skull, her heartbeat echoing on the monitor like war drums. A neural map flickered to life above her a full projection of her cortex.Dr. Dell murmured, “Initiating memory trace sequence.”The screen pulsed red.> MATCH FOUND: Code-Linked Subroutine T-Sequence: RFL.EM–0C0Ember’s jaw clenched.“

LOCATION: Vairo Safehouse, Outer PerimeterTIME: 7:45 a.m.The sun had started to rise.And with it, the version of her no one had ever met.She didn’t ride back on a black ops bike.Didn’t wear tactical black or blood-soaked boots.She wore gray. Clean. Neutral. A silence made flesh.Lucien stood outside, hands deep in his coat pockets, eyes fixed on the treeline like a man expecting death and hoping it came fast.When he saw her, he didn’t move. Didn’t breathe.He just stared.Ember. Ash. Killer.And now… Solene.She walked right up to him.He opened his mouth but her hand touched his chest before he could speak.Her eyes were unreadable.She said, “Before you ask where I’ve been ask who came back.”He swallowed. “Who came back?”She looked up at him.And said it for the first time out loud:“Solene.”Lucien blinked. “What ?”“That was my name before Rafael named me Ember. Before he renamed me Ash. Before I became an echo of what he thought a daughter should be.”Lucien stepped clos

LOCATION: Rafael’s Safehouse – RooftopTIME: 11:39 p.m.Lucien’s mouth was still on hers.Teeth grazing. Fingers tangled in her hair.It wasn’t lust. It was war.And Solene kissed him like he was the only thing tethering her to the woman she wanted to stay.“You should hate me,” she whispered, biting his lower lip.“I do,” Lucien growled, dragging her into him by the waist. “But not enough to stop.”They crashed against the rooftop wall. Her thigh hit concrete. His hands shoved up her dress.No foreplay. No pretending.His palm slid between her legs slick heat, bare skin.“You’re not wearing anything under this,” he hissed.“Rafael likes control,” she whispered, voice jagged. “So I took mine back.”Lucien froze.“You slept with him?”Solene stared up at him.“No.”A beat.“But I made him believe I would.”And then he snapped.Lucien spun her, pinned her face-first to the cold brick. Pressed against her from behind, one hand on her throat, the other sliding back where she burned for hi

LOCATION: NEW EDEN – HIGH SOCIETY CAFETIME: 10:22 a.m.The city didn’t sleep. It watched.And this morning, it watched Solene not in hiding, not in armor, not in shadow.In silk.Hair slicked back. Black lipstick. No weapons visible.She sat at a public café owned by Romano’s third cousin, in the heart of territory that should’ve killed her on sight.Lucien watched from across the street, sniper scope idle.“I still don’t understand the plan,” Rios said in his earpiece.Lucien answered, “She’s not planning. She’s provoking.”And she was.Because across from Solene, wearing the same bone-white designer coat?Bianca Moretti.Alive. Recovered. Unapologetically venomous.Bianca sipped espresso, eyes narrow.“So… you’ve returned to reclaim what? A name that’s already been reassigned? A child that might not even exist?”Solene smiled. “Don’t you ever get tired of playing second to dead men?”Bianca’s smile cracked, just slightly.“You’re not going to survive this,” she whispered.Solene le

LOCATION: SAFEHOUSE – TECH ROOMTIME: 6:13 a.m.The screen blinked.ERROR: IDENTITY NOT FOUNDACCESS DENIED.Again.And again.Solene leaned over the terminal, knuckles white, lips dry.She typed her name, her real one, three more times.Still: ACCESS DENIED.Lucien stood behind her, arms crossed. Silent.Rios leaned against the wall, jaw tense. “They scrubbed you.”Solene turned slowly.“They can’t. My DNA ”“Doesn’t matter,” Rios interrupted. “You’re no longer registered. In any system.”Lucien stepped closer. “Bank accounts?”“Gone.”“Medical records?”“Erased.”Rios swallowed. “To the world… you never existed.”CUT TO: NEW EDEN – CITY MONITORSTIME: 6:31 a.m.Across the city, digital billboards flickered with a new profile.SOLENE VAIROImage: MorrowTitle: Syndicate HeirClearance: Level-7Status: Alive, Authorized, In PowerMorrow’s voice echoed over it in a broadcast feed:> “This family has endured fakes, ghosts, and betrayals. I am the last real daughter. The empire is mine t