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Chapter 138: The Necessary Evil
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The meeting room feels colder today at my office, though the air conditioning hums as usual. I sit at the head of the long table, watching everyone file into their seats. Lydia sits across from me, her posture rigid, her eyes as unreadable as stone. Ever since that night when I told her the truth about Brianna, she has carried herself with an icy composure that unsettles me. She says nothing unless it’s necessary, her voice clipped and formal, her warmth replaced with something sharper, almost distant.

Olivia enters with her usual determination, her eyes flickering briefly toward Kelly. He’s already seated, his injured arm still strapped in a sling. I don’t miss the way her gaze softens for a split second before she steels herself again. Something is happening between them. It’s in the small details the way she pulls his chair a little closer when she sits beside him, the way he leans ever so slightly toward her, as if her presence steadies him. No one says it out loud, but everyone i
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