ECHOES OF THE PAST 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 171 - 챕터 180

I turned to find another parent—a woman about my age, professionally dressed, watching Elara with smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "Thank you," I replied with polite caution that was probably just baseline human paranoia. "Does she go to Sunshine Preschool?" the woman asked. "I think I've seen her there." "Sometimes," I said vaguely, not wanting to confirm routine details to stranger. "My daughter goes there too. Mia, she's the one on the slide." The woman gestured to a child who was, indeed, at Sunshine Preschool with Elara. The detail should have been reassuring. Somehow it wasn't. "Elara has such interesting energy," the woman continued. "Very perceptive for her age. Does she have special training? Music classes, maybe? Art therapy?" The questions felt wrong, too specific, too interested in capabilities rather than child herself. But without enhanced perception, I couldn't tell if my unease was justified or just stress-induced paranoia. "Just regular preschool activit

"Close," Elara said, and the certainty in her voice was chilling. "Getting closer. Like it's looking for me specifically." I wanted to reassure her it was just nightmare, just imagination. But Elara's empathic abilities had proven accurate before. If she sensed consciousness network seeking her, it probably existed. "We're keeping you very safe," I said instead. "Daddy and the Guardians are making sure nothing bad happens." "I know," Elara replied. "But the network isn't bad. It's just... different. And very, very lonely." --- That evening, Elara woke screaming. I reached her room first, finding her tangled in sheets, small body shaking with fear and empathic overwhelm. "The network!" she sobbed. "It's so loud, Mommy. So many voices all wanting, wanting, wanting...." Damian arrived seconds later, his enhanced perception engaging immediately to assess what Elara was sensing. His expression went cold in the way that meant tactical threat assessment had identified serious danger

"Was it? Or is the only difference that you approved of recruitment then but oppose it now? We're not stealing children, Commander Cole. We're reclaiming them from situations where their abilities will be suppressed, misunderstood, or inadequately developed." "By baseline parents," Damian said, understanding the ideological foundation. "You think Aria can't properly raise Elara because she's no longer enhanced." "Not just your wife. Any baseline parent attempting to raise supernatural child. How can they teach control they've never experienced? Provide guidance for abilities they can't perceive? Protect children from threats they can't detect?" "Through love. Through commitment. Through partnership with enhanced support systems." "Through inadequacy disguised as determination," Elena countered. "Your daughter struggles in preschool. Becomes overwhelmed by empathic input her mother can't sense or manage. Wakes from nightmares about consciousness networks her baseline parent can't

"I'm already changing it," I replied. "My counseling practice works with people your system and their system both failed. I'm developing alternative training models for enhanced children that prioritize mental health alongside tactical capability. I'm proving that baseline humans can meaningfully contribute to supernatural community without possessing abilities themselves." I could see Damian watching me from his position, seeing me deploy psychological expertise and counseling skills with more precision than his tactical capabilities could provide. This was my domain- understanding people, navigating emotional complexity, finding common ground beneath ideological differences. "Let me help reform how enhanced children are raised," I offered. "Not Consilient philosophy, not Balance training, but something new. Something that provides community without conscription, support without manipulation, belonging without surrender of autonomy." Elena studied me intently. "Why would you

"You were withholding information. Which is lying through omission. You decided I couldn't handle knowing about Project Reclamation, about the surveillance, about the threat level. You made unilateral decision about family safety instead of trusting your partner." "I was trying to protect you..." "I don't need protection from truth!" The words came out sharper than intended. "I need partnership. I need honesty. I need you to trust that I can handle difficult information and make informed decisions." "Even when those decisions include walking into obvious traps?" "Even then. Because that's my choice to make, not yours to prevent." We stood in our kitchen - site of so many ordinary family moments, having first real fight since our wedding. Both exhausted, both scared, both right and both wrong simultaneously. "I'm sorry," Damian said eventually. "You're right. I've been making unilateral decisions, justifying them as protective when actually I was controlling information