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Adamaris understood two things at that moment: the first one, there was always a new day to come after a storm, and two, there were always people who would surprise us in our lifetime. Wiping away her tears, she went to the man who was sitting in his chair with a book in front of him that covered his face. “Good morning, sir, are you ready to order?” “Mm-mm.” “And… what would you like to order?” “Mmm-mm.” “Sir, are you ready to order, or you may need more time?” “Mmm-mm.” Replied the man again. Adamaris rolled up her eyes, thinking the man wasn’t looking at her, and turned around when all of a sudden, that man talked.

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"WHY NOW??! WHAT MAKES YOU THINK WE WILL BELIEVE YOU??!" Motus snarled at Amadaus. His fur was bristled with anger. His gaze not leaving off of Amaduas. Amadaus slowly took out the crumpled paper and tossed it to Motus. Atzi walked up and sniffed it. She recognized it as the paper she ripped from thegiant tome. "Motus,....that's..the paper i had. I got it from one of Damon's spellbooks. He..he's telling the truth." Atzi said taking the paper.

This was bad. “Such a long journey back here. I think I’ll have some fun with you.” Damion grinned dragging me into his room. I woke up chilled. Course sheets engulfed me and I shoved them off growling. Damion… Panic flared but I stuffed it down rubbing my bruised wrists. Glancing around I winced touching my neck gingerly. He had bitten me! I balled my fists staring at my bare body littered in bruises which were slowly healing. Oh, he was going to pay.

Except this one was dry. Untouched. A folded note rested on top. Noah unfolded it. The handwriting matched the damaged notebook perfectly. You found the wrong journal. Ava felt the room grow colder. Noah opened the new journal. The first page contained only a single sentence. My name is Adrian Voss, and if Noah Volkov is reading this, then I have already been dead for ten years. The room fell silent. Daniel looked at Noah. “So…” He swallowed hard. “The fifth man finally has a name.”

Dennis's POV I was halfway through reviewing the latest financial reports when the door to my office opened and my investigator walked in carrying a thick brown file. He placed it on my desk. “Everything we were able to find on Norman Adams.” I looked at the file and smiled. “Finally.” I picked it up and opened it. The first few pages contained the ordinary information anyone could find about Norman, including his birth records, his parents' deaths, his admission into the orphanage and the circumstances surrounding his childhood.

Chapter 14: **** The morning after the Global Trade Summit should have been quiet. It wasn’t. I woke before sunrise. The house was still, but my mind was racing. Adrian was still sleeping, one arm thrown over the empty space I’d just left. I watched him for a minute, then slipped out of bed. I walked barefoot to the kitchen, poured black coffee, and stood by the window. The city was waking up. So was the war. Few minutes later,my phone vibrated on the counter. It was an unknown number.

They didn’t rush. They didn’t label. They just… became. One night, Liam brought Nova to a private wing of Veritas HQ. “I built this for you,” he said. Inside: A room filled with digital journals. AI-driven archives. Scanned pages from Cassie’s handwritten letters. Damon’s voice woven into welcome sequences. Nova stood still. In awe. “This is the future of the flame,” Liam said. “And it only works with your light.” Back at the Sanctuary, Grace read a page from Nova’s new journal aloud to Zuri.