Elara woke before dawn.Not from fear. Not from noise.From clarity.It sat in her chest like a steady flame, not burning, not fading. Just there. She lay still, staring at the ceiling, listening to Damien’s breathing beside her. Slow. Even. Real.For a moment, she let herself stay.Then the weight returned.Not panic. Expectation.They would not let yesterday stand.She sat up carefully, slipping out of bed. The floor was cold under her feet. She welcomed it. Cold kept her present.Phoenix was waiting outside the room.“You’re awake early,” Elara said quietly.“You slept less than projected,” Phoenix replied.Elara crossed her arms. “I wasn’t tired.”Phoenix studied her. “Your cognitive patterns shifted after the meeting.”“Because I stopped pretending,” Elara said.“That is consistent with the data,” Phoenix said. “Also dangerous.”Elara met their gaze. “For who.”“For everyone,” Phoenix replied. “Including you.”Elara leaned against the wall. “They won’t back down, will they.”“No,
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