RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHASED ME BACK
We rose through the atmosphere, not into the black of space, but into a kaleidoscope of swirling, liquid light.
"We're not jumping through time," Jeff whispered, his face pressed to the viewport. "We're… moving sideways."
He was right. This wasn't a tunnel of streaking stars. It was a river of realities, a tapestry of existence woven from countless threads. I saw worlds like jewels, timelines branching like coral, entire universes existing as single, shimmering notes in a cosmic symphony. The Archive, with its cold, grey walls, was just one thread in this immense, living weave. A sterile, ordered library in the midst of an infinite, chaotic, and beautiful jungle.
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