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Not like he did. The torches lining the hallway flickered as I made my way toward the Nirhet Chambers. The shadows seemed to chase after me, dancing mockingly on the stone walls, as if they knew the turmoil twisting inside me. I wasn’t ready to face anyone, least of all myself, but there was no room for weakness now. Not with the heist looming. Not with everything at stake. I'm suddenly distracted by the muffled sound of two people talking from mothers bedroom so I open it to be sure she was alright and my eyes widened when I see she and uncle locked in a kiss, his hands laid on her corset, pulling her closer to him.

I whisper, my voice thick with tears. “I know.” His words are soft, tinged regret and pain. Heavy silence stretches between us, but for the first time, I don’t mind it. I listen to the steady thrum of his heartbeat beneath my ear, letting it ground me, anchor me in the present. The music changes, James Arthur’s Last of the Whiskey filling the room. The slow, sultry beat wraps around us, and I find myself wishing I could sway to the melody, to lose myself in the haze of smoke.

I do not want to admit wh⁠at this cavern opening in my chest mig‍ht mean. Heart⁠break, the realizat⁠ion⁠ frightens me and I⁠ miss him mor⁠e than‍ I should. I miss⁠ the warmth of him be⁠si‍de me‍ at night. The way he would pull‍ me close‌ without a‍s‍king. T‍he rare sof‌tness in his voice when he thought no one else was listening. I want to fi⁠x this but I⁠ do not k‌now h‍ow.

CHAPTER 103: THE AUDIT OF THE HEART The silence in the "Void-Gutter" was louder than any explosion. It was the kind of silence that pushed against your eardrums until they bled, a pressurized void that smelled of ozone, stagnant mercury, and the copper tang of dying hopes. I stood in the center of that light-eating corridor, my boots clicking rhythmically against the cold, weeping iron of the floorboards. Each step felt like a hammer blow against my own soul.

Chapter Fourteen: A Revelation Unveiled The room is silent after Nolan has gone. The dull beeping of the machines is the only sound that manages to keep me oriented in reality. My mind, however, is lost in this sea of confusion and betrayal. I close my eyes and let out a long shaking breath. How did all these get so out of hand?

And at that exact moment something strange happened. The rhythm skipped slightly. Just once. Adrian felt it immediately. He narrowed his eyes. Then the heartbeat returned back to normal. Steady…perfect Adrian slowly placed his hand over his chest. A weird thought crossed his mind. Somewhere out there was a living life connected to this heart. And for some reason he felt that he was connected to that life. Anna waited at the examination room for the doctor. She placed her hand on her chest. The weird sound had not returned again.

Had been preparing us for it. The voice spoke only four words. Four words that seemed to resonate through the entire city. Through every lantern. Through every story. Through every road. > The heart remembers you. Silence. Absolute silence. The city glowed. The staircase waited. The heartbeat echoed through the depths. And for the first time in centuries— the hidden heart of Lumora was ready to tell its story. ✨

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"Caspian was a thief. He stole the Acoustic Womb to build a bank. He turned our lullabies into ledgers. But the ledger is closed now. The 'Forbidden Love' has cracked the seal of the Earth." "Who are you?" Panni shouted at the console. "Stay away from my daughter!" "Jinyan believes that 'saving' Panni justifies destroying her heart. Is he right, or is a life lived in an emotional cage not a life at all? Can Panni ever truly forgive him for the Heartbreak Protocol?" To be continued in the next chapter…

“I told you from the beginning, I have no place left for anyone else. It’s just not possible.” He looked away, his jaw clenched, the hurt in his expression unmistakable. After a moment, he scoffed, a bitter sound that surprised me. “You know, Margarette, maybe you’re right. Maybe you don’t have any room left. Because you keep the gates of your heart closed so tightly, it’s worse than if you’d lost it completely. You’re alive, yes, but in every way that matters, your heart is as closed off as if it were…” he trailed off, his gaze distant, before looking back at me. “It’s worse than if it were dead.”