The 100-DAY ECHO
The hesitation.
I opened my eyes, my gaze returning to that chilling, clinical clarity.
I reached up and gently, but firmly, pushed his hand off my heart.
"My heart isn't screaming, Silas," I said, my voice as cool as a winter morning. "It’s just doing its job. Unlike you."
I stepped around him, breaking the circle of his arms. I walked toward the dining room, the silk of my dress fluttering like a taunt.
"We have exactly ninety days left," I called back over my shoulder. "I suggest you use the next three months to decide if Elara’s security is worth the fifty million dollars you’re going to owe me on Day 101."
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