“No more guessing.”Elena’s voice cut cleanly through the tension in the room.“We find out the truth about Amara. Everything.”Rowan nodded immediately.“Then we start with her past.”Lucian was already typing again.“Pulling hospital records, adoption logs, anything connected to her identity.”Victor added calmly,“And anything that was erased.”Cassandra folded her arms.“If someone went to the extent of hiding her, they didn’t just delete files.”She looked at Elena.“They replaced them.”Elena frowned.“Meaning?”Cassandra’s voice was steady.“There are two versions of Amara.”“The one the world sees…”“And the real one.”A quiet chill passed through the room.One hour later.The penthouse was quiet.Too quiet.Amara sat near the large window, staring out at the city.She looked small against the glass skyline.Fragile.Unaware of the storm surrounding her.Elena stepped into the room slowly.Rowan stayed near the door, watching.Amara turned slightly.“You came.”Elena nodded.
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