Ethan's POVLights flickered fast, bouncing off lenses while voices murmured below. Ahead of me, mics rose up, sharp and ready, aimed without blinking. Standing there, surrounded by quiet faces from legal and publicity teams. What happened last week held firm - no outside force broke through. Papers everywhere carried bold words today: one called it a brilliant shield, another said power stayed where it belonged.Behind my grin, gears turned, timing each tilt of the lips just right - not too wide, never showing teeth. Questions came slow at first, then faster, like pebbles tossed into still water. Each reply unfolded with care, names dropped gently, decisions framed as shared moves, long thought out. Claps rose without prompting, sharp and quick, filling gaps between sentences. Faces along the back wall stayed fixed, slight dips of the head, almost invisible.Deep down, though, the real story sat heavy.It was Sam who put every part of the plan together.
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