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Evelyn’s POV“Sebastian, we have to go.” I stood in front of him still staring at the message on his phone.His expression remained serious. “Go where?”“To meet her.” I pointed toward the screen.“Eleanor Voss.” I said her name slowly.Sebastian stared at me for a few moments before he took a big breath. “You truly want to see her?”“Yes.” I didn't hesitate.“She might be not telling the truth.” His tone was steady, but the worry in his eyes was hard to overlook.“I know.” I nodded.“She could be setting a trap.” He continued.“I know that too.” I looked directly at him.“Then why are you so determined to go?” he asked."Cause I've spent my whole life scared of the truth." I gripped my phone tight.“I don’t wanna do that no more” My voice stayed calm.Sebastian looked at me. For a bit, I thought he might say we were not going anywhere.Instead, he reache

Sebastian’s POV“What did my father make me forget?” Evelyn's voice trembled as she stared at the recording device.I looked at her for several seconds before answering. “I don't know yet, but I think this recording was meant for you.”The room remained silent after the final words from her father. The abandoned facility suddenly felt colder, as if the walls themselves were holding onto secrets that had been buried for years.Evelyn looked at the device again. “Play it again.”I nodded and pressed the button. Static filled the room before her father's voice returned.“If you're hearing this recording, then Project Eve has already found you.”Evelyn's fingers tightened around mine. I could feel her trembling, but she didn't pull away.“I know you will eventually discover Eleanor Voss.”Her father's voice sounded older than I remembered from the other recordings we had found. There was something different in it this time, something that sounded less

Evelyn's POV"What did my dad mean when he said I shouldn't let Project Eve make me think back?"I looked at the screen of Sebastian's computer, not able to take my eyes off the last line of my dad's tape. His voice was quiet, but the worry underneath it was hard to miss. What he had done to keep me safe showed that he was hiding a lot more than just what happened with Project Genesis.Sebastian sat next to me, his hand laid softly on mine.“I don't know Evelyn yet but we are going to find out.”“What if I don't like the answer?”“Then we'll face it together.”I looked at him, looking for any hint that he was hiding something. After all we had faced together, I knew Sebastian would not choose to lie to me again. But the idea that my own dad had changed my memories made me feel like the ground under my feet was slowly vanishing.“What if he took something away from me?”Sebastian tightened his grip on my

Sebastian’s POV“Lydia.” The name stayed in the air after Evelyn said it, and I could see a look of puzzled in her eyes like she thought the name would mean more than it really did.She looked at the old note in her hands, her fingers shaking a bit while I tried to see why one name made such a strong feeling. “Evelyn, look at me.”She took her time to look up at me. “Who's Lydia?”"I don't know,” her answer came quickly but the doubt in her voice showed me that she was battling with something hidden deep in her mind.I moved near and took the note from her hands before it could drop. "You said you recall her.""I thought of the name," she fixed softly. "But I don't know who she is."I looked at the last line on the page again. “What if Lydia is Eve?”Evelyn looked at me. “So, Project Eve was not about me.”That chance changed everything. In less than an hour, Daniel was sitting in front of us in the stu

Evelyn’s POV “I don’t wanna chat about Project Eve tonight.” I glanced at Sebastian across the kitchen counter, seeing him stop with a knife in his hand while he cut the veggies for dinner. After all the stuff we found out that day, it felt odd to be in our kitchen and stressed about something so normal like what we would eat. Sebastian gently put down the knife and stared at me. “Then we won’t talk about it.” “Just like that?” "Just like that." He went back to chopping the veggies, and I looked at him for a few seconds before walking to the fridge. The home seemed very still tonight, nearly calm even with the swarm of doubts outside our doors. Daniel said he would reach us if he learned something more about Eve. Up until then, there was nothing we could do but wait. For once I wished to wait without fear. “What are you making?” I asked. “Dinner.”