Too Late to Regret: The Billionaire’s Unwanted Ex
It wasn't the rhythmic, artificial cheer of the Protocol; it was the messy, chaotic, beautiful sound of people who were finally, truly free.
Leo pulled Meilin into his arms. For the first time, he didn't feel the weight of the "Thorne" name. He felt the weight of her head on his shoulder.
"What now?" Meilin asked.
"Now," Leo said, looking at the seeds Elian was holding. "We find out what happens after 'The End.'"
But as the sun set, a single, black pod—separated from the VTOL fleet—landed silently on the far side of the Northern Ridge. A figure stepped out, holding a tablet that showed a DNA profile of Elian Thorne.
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