Bad Medicine
I knew, with a cold certainty, that whatever happened next would change everything.
And then—the twist: the hybrid’s core projected a flickering image of Sienna and Jax from the future, both of us broken, both of us obeying my father’s commands, as if the template had already calculated how it would win.
I gasped. “Jax… it sees us failing. It sees the future!”
His hands clenched, knuckles white. “Then we’ll rewrite it. Starting now.”
The room went dark for a heartbeat, the neural threads pulsating ominously, and I knew we were about to face the fight of our lives.
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