CHAOS COLLEGE
Each piece showed a different memory — Lila’s first night at Chaos College, Harper’s awakening, Cade’s betrayal, the blood on Adrian’s hands, the night of the Prom that turned into a massacre.
It was all there, suspended in midair like fragments of her soul.
Cade fell to his knees. “It’s using your memories as weapons.”
No, the Entity said gently, almost lovingly. They were always weapons. I simply sharpened them.
The mirrored sky flared brighter — and in that light, Lila saw something she hadn’t before.
Among the reflections was a new one. A future. Herself — older, colder, crowned in light and shadow, standing atop a city made entirely of glass.
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