Epilogue: The Quiet After the StormOne Year Later The sun over Lagos was different than the sun over the Gobi. It didn't burn with a cold, clinical light; it was warm, humid, and smelled of the Atlantic salt and the suya spices wafting from the street vendors below.Jade sat on the balcony of their new home—a place that didn't have a Vance crest on the gate or a laboratory in the basement. She watched the palm trees sway in the breeze, her fingers tracing the rim of a coffee mug. For the first time in a decade, her mind was quiet. The "neural hum" was gone, replaced by the mundane, beautiful sounds of a Saturday morning."Mama! Look!"Jade turned as Leo came sprinting onto the balcony, his small face flushed with excitement. In his hands, he held a drawing—a messy, colorful depiction of a bird with bright orange wings."Is that a Phoenix, Leo?" Jade asked, pulling him onto her lap. The weight of him, the real, solid warmth of her son, was better than any breakthrough she had ever ma
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