Kayla’s POVThe silence inside the car felt heavier than the traffic outside.Steven drove without speaking, his fingers steady on the steering wheel, his eyes focused on the road ahead. The city lights reflected faintly against the windshield as Manhattan moved around us in its usual restless rhythm. Normally, I would have admired the skyline or made a sarcastic comment about New York never sleeping.But right now, I could barely breathe properly.An unauthorized meeting.The words kept replaying in my head.They chose me. They voted me in as their leader. They stood in front of cameras and praised my vision, my strength, my commitment.And now they were meeting without me.“Kayla,” Steven said calmly, breaking the silence. “You don’t know the full story yet.”“I know enough,” I replied sharply, staring out the window. “They are holding a meeting without informing me
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