บททั้งหมดของ Replaced by His First Love: บทที่ 391 - บทที่ 396

I did not put Bite into the slot.The nursery waited.So did Jonah.So did every screen in the theater, every frightened face, every person who had decided I was cruel until the moment cruelty became harder to package.I held the transfer tag between two fingers.It was thin as a fingernail clipping.Black plastic. Gold edge. Jonah Vale printed at the top in neat white letters, as if that made stealing him administrative instead of monstrous.Below it:SECONDARY VESSEL PREPARATION.COMFORT OBJECT ROUTE CONFIRMED.The red room screen froze.Jonah stared at the tag."What does that mean?" he asked.No one answered fast enough.I hated that.Children always knew when adults were protecting them from the sentence."It means they were going to use Bite to call you somewhere," I said.Jonah's hand went to his own chest."Me?""Yes.""But I am not special."The sentence came out flat. Not humble. Rehearsed by life.Mira turned on him at once."Shut up."He blinked."You are special enough to

Nothing attacked me for almost a full minute.It should not have felt like mercy.It did.The theater lights dropped to emergency blue. The public screens froze on hundreds of people holding up objects and names, mouths open mid-syllable. Serena stood three steps away from me with my blood on her wrist. The warmer containing Leo's archive had stopped halfway into the floor.And I was so tired I could hear my own pulse inside my teeth.The system had reclassified me as an Author-level threat.Then it paused.Not because it cared.Because too many rules had collided at once. Public record breach. Dual Leo response. Child owner boundaries. Kael's damaged custody claim. Object witnesses. Blood-name conflict.The nursery needed time to decide how to hurt us next.I used it to breathe.Badly.My lungs caught halfway. My burned palm shook. The cable cut around my wrist had started bleeding again, slower now, darker. Blood had dried under two fingernails and made the split nail throb with eve

The black circles turned toward me like open mouths.Not toward Serena.Not toward Valerius.Toward me.For half a second I did not understand the horror of that.Then Jonah looked down at the floor under his bare feet and whispered, "Aria?"The circle moved with him.It slid across the red room floor without touching his skin, patient and waiting, a hole that had learned manners. Mira dragged Eli backward by both shoulders. Silas swung the bent pipe at the darkness and hit nothing but tile.My debt key burned cold against my wrist.Kael's voice came through thinly. "It is asking you.""For what?""A command."I looked at the children. At their faces. At Bite crushed against my chest. At Petra's scarf twisted in Serena's hand across the nursery theater.The system had recognized my consent.That did not make it kind.It had simply found a cleaner throat to use.AUT