The lights in the press hall were brighter this time.Hotter.Sharper.They didn’t just illuminate—they exposed.Aurora stood behind the closed doors, waiting.Outside, the noise was already rising.Reporters.Questions.Speculation.Judgment.Marcus adjusted his tablet, his voice low and controlled.“They’re calling this your ‘final chance to explain.’”Ethan scoffed.“More like their chance to tear her apart.”Adrian didn’t speak.His eyes were on Aurora.Careful.Searching.“You don’t have to do this,” he said quietly.Aurora didn’t turn.“Yes, I do.”Her voice was calm.But something inside it had changed.No hesitation.No confusion.No more running.Marcus stepped closer.“Once you step out there, everything becomes permanent. Every word will be analyzed. Twisted.”Aurora nodded slightly.“I know.”Ethan crossed his arms.“And Victor will be watching.”Aurora’s lips pressed together.“Good.”Now she turned.Her eyes met theirs.Clear.Steady.“This ends today.”A short silence f
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