Bound by His Promise
“That’s … impossible.”
“Nothing’s impossible anymore,” I said, fingers trembling as I touched the glass.
The letters dissolved into particles of light, scattering like dust.
When the glow faded, a single new line appeared:
ONE LAST MIRACLE LEFT.
Lucas’s POV
After everything that happened, I thought I was done believing in miracles.
But standing beside Rhea, watching data behave like poetry, I wasn’t so sure.
“Could be a leak,” I muttered — half-defensive.
Rhea smirked. “You always say that before the world changes again.”