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The decoration was beautiful and when it was nightfall, everything looked so beautiful with soft music heard, guests eyes fixed on the couples who danced together. During this, Genevieve just couldn't get her eyes off Eric who sat aside with a bottle of drink in his eyes. He looks far away from the event like he doesn't want to be present at all. Gen couldn't help but wonder why, even though she just met him yesterday, she couldn't get him off her mind and every time, she found herself stealing glances at him until the occasion came to an end.

I received a few glares but ignored them as I sat beside Rowan. Everybody seems so tense today. It must be the murder I've caused. They greeted me with smiles and they continued to eat their food. My guess is they're mind-linking. I look at Delilah, who has wide-eyes and is frozen in her seat. This reminds me of what happened yesterday... I heard the door close; that guy must have left. And then I listened to a few ringtones from Delilah. Who is she calling? "Hello, Randy? Yeah, I'll accept your offer. On one condition, I want you to get rid of it today."

“I told you we wouldn't be disturbed. Keep going.” Rapid-fire knocks came pounding on the wood. The banging grew louder. “Keep going!” Alton screamed. Voices called from beyond the door. “Mr. Fitzgerald! Mr. Spencer!” Alton reached for Judge Townsend’s arm. “Keith, do this now if you ever want to see that bench again.” Judge Townsend’s eyes widened as he turned back to us. “Alexandria Charles Montague Collins, do you take…” THE END of ENTRAPMENT Find out what happens next in FIDELITY, the final novel of the INFIDELITY series.

If this meant anything to him. To me, it meant a door closing behind me. Locking. Sealing my fate. “Then it is done,” the elder declared. The weight of silence that followed was heavier than any applause. After the ceremony, we moved into the main hall for a small reception. Not one for guests or family photos or dancing. Just close Moretti associates, a table lined with fine wine, and a future I couldn’t quite comprehend. I sat stiffly beside Damian. He didn’t touch me, didn’t even look at me unless someone addressed us both.

Kristen’s [POV] “This is the second time in three days that you’ve called me up and scheduled a gym date,” Melody said, giving me a suspicious glance. We were both doing some light cardio on the treadmills. We had TV screens right in front of us, but neither one of us was concentrating. The whole point of going with a partner was so that you didn’t have to watch the mindless programs they usually played at the gym. I smiled. “Can’t a girl work out now and again without it meaning something?”

"Although, I can see how you might be…disoriented." I decided to roll with it. Maybe this was just his way of easing tension. "Disoriented is one word for it," I said, leaning back on the sofa. "I was expecting… well, something a little more… intimidating." He laughed, a genuine, throaty sound that sent a shiver down my spine. "Intimidation is for boardrooms and hostile takeovers, darling. Not private rendezvous." "Rendezvous?" I repeated, raising an eyebrow. “Is that what we’re calling this?”

“Resonance… I’ve seen this before. My father used to talk about it. And Leona too. They were obsessed with quantum entanglement.” Eva looked confused. “Quantum entanglement? You mean… like physics?” Lucian nodded. “Yes. It’s when two things are connected, no matter how far apart they are. If you change one, the other reacts instantly. No wires. No internet. Just pure connection.” Eva’s heart skipped a beat. “So they’re not just using the internet anymore? They’ve made a way to talk to each other… that we can’t even track?”

“No.” “It isn’t.” She laughed. Then grew serious. “James remembered it too.” Darrien blinked. “He remembered?” “He remembered standing beneath the stars.” Neither spoke for a long moment. Finally Darrien leaned forward. “I don’t think this is telepathy anymore.” Charlotte’s heart skipped. “What do you think it is?” He looked directly into her eyes. “I think…” “…the three of us are becoming entangled.” Charlotte smiled at the choice of words. “By accident?”

It engaged. Elena held her ground. “We are not here to disrupt,” she said. The figure did not respond verbally, but its head tilted slightly, as if recalibrating. It extended its hand halfway, not touching her, but closing the space between them just enough to create a connection. Elena felt it. Not physical. Not visible. But real. A surge of sensation passed through her mind, fragmented impressions, patterns she could not fully interpret, flashes of structure, of movement, of alignment.

A system that could transfer affection and distort human perception sounded absurd on a macro scale, but it wasn't entirely impossible at the quantum level. So, I built a working hypothesis. I hypothesized that it was a parasitic program based on quantum entanglement and superposition. It was encoding my personal traits into quantized information, transmitting them through some unknown dimensional channel, and entangling that data with Lucinda. In doing so, it altered the cognitive judgments of those four men, forcing every observation to twist into the same conclusion—Lucinda was perfect. It turned me into their unwilling power source. The

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