Chapter 122
Author: Aeon Flux
last update2026-03-28 05:08:06

The clock on the wall ticked with quiet persistence, each second landing heavier than the last.

The living room lights were still on, casting a warm glow across furniture that had not been touched in hours. Everything looked normal.

Everything felt wrong.

Iris stood near the window, her arms folded tightly across her chest as she stared out into the darkened street.

The curtains were slightly parted, just enough for her to keep watch without making it obvious she had been doing exactly that f
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