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Chapter 158
The night air had cooled, but Sylvester didn’t feel it. His arms were wrapped tightly around Emily, her cheek pressed to his chest. For the first time in what felt like countless lifetimes, he allowed himself to breathe. It didn’t feel like it was just an essential anymore. He allowed himself to feel the air pass through his lungs…and cool them. But then he felt her body go stiff. He pulled back slightly, brows knitting. “Emily?” Her eyes stared ahead, wide and glazed like someone seeing something far beyond the present. “I remember it,” she whispered, almost inaudibly. “Everything.” Sylvester’s heart stopped. “What… do you mean?” She lifted her gaze to meet his. “I remember dying. Again and again. I remember the first time I was shot. I remember the way you looked at me... the way you screamed.” His throat dried. “I thought the loop would only affect me,” she said, blinking through a tear. “But now I remember it all. The pain. The fear. The way I tried to hold time, how I
Chapter 157
The knife pressed deeper into Emily’s neck. Sylvester saw a thin line of red form against her pale skin. That was all it took. His entire body froze, but not in fear. Rage bubbled up inside him like a dam about to break. His heart pounded like a war drum, echoing in his ears. The blockers barked orders he didn’t hear. The world around him seemed to stretch, warp, slow down. All he could focus on was Emily…her wide, brave eyes, the way her chest rose and fell steadily even in the face of death, the small tremble in her lower lip she was trying to hide. They were going to kill her. They were actually going to kill her. And that was when something inside him broke. His body jerked. His eyes widened, glowing faintly with golden energy. He gasped, clutching his chest as if something had just been torn out and sewn anew. The energy erupted. A blinding pulse exploded from his body, crackling like lightning. The air itself shimmered. The men holding Emily screamed as they wer
Chapter 156
The evening air was cool and quiet as Sylvester guided the car down the winding road, his hand tightly holding Emily’s. He hadn’t said much since they left the house…only offered a soft smile, a light squeeze of her hand, and the occasional hum of agreement when she brought up the people she looked forward to seeing at the ball. Not much needed to be said. But Emily knew him. She saw the tension in his jaw, the way his eyes flicked to the mirrors more often than necessary. His fingers drummed against the steering wheel too quickly. His breaths were just a little too deep. “You’re doing that thing again,” she said gently, turning to face him fully. “What thing?” he replied without looking at her. “The thing where you pretend you’re not stressed but your body forgets to play along.” He chuckled, but it was strained. “I’m fine.” “You’ve said that three times already.” “Then it must be true.” “Sylvester,” she said, her voice low and serious. “Is something wrong?” He glanced
Chapter 155
This time, Sylvester didn’t rush. He didn’t plot, or delay, or pick apart every shadow on the street. He simply went through the day as a man carrying something heavy in his heart. After leaving the jewelry store, he walked slowly, savoring the weight of the small velvet box in his pocket, the way it reminded him of her and all the reasons he kept trying. He picked up his tuxedo with little more than a nod, offering no smile or small talk. The world was quieter this time. Or maybe he just was. When he returned home, Emily was already dressed, standing in front of the mirror, admiring her earrings. Her gown sparkled like moonlight, hugging her body in all the ways that made Sylvester pause in the doorway and forget the thousand deaths he’d watched her suffer. She turned and caught him staring. “Finally,” she said, grinning. “I was beginning to think you’d gotten cold feet.” Sylvester smiled. “You look…unreal.” Emily blushed, turning away as if to hide her pleasure. “Say th
Chapter 154
Fixing his collar again. For how long? His reflection stared back at him. It was tired. He was tired, and yet, his body moved like clockwork, doing the one thing that would keep Emily alive. Trying. He couldn’t keep reacting. Not anymore. This time, he had to plan. He left the jewelry store with the ring tucked in his pocket, hands clenched in thought as he crossed the street to retrieve his tuxedo. The tailor greeted him like usual, unaware this was the fifth time Sylvester had stood in that exact spot. The same compliment about the fit, the same plastic smile exchanged, the same receipt handed to him. Once home, he moved through the apartment with robotic precision. Emily was inside, still trying on earrings, still practicing a little spin in front of the full-length mirror. She looked so happy, so free. Sylvester watched her silently for a few seconds. He didn’t want to take that from her. He couldn’t. But he couldn’t let her die either. That was the tension rip
Chapter 153
Time always came for him. It didn’t matter how tightly he held onto the moment, how carefully he planned, or how much he dreaded it. Sylvester adjusted his tie in the mirror, watching himself with a flat, unreadable expression. Emily's laughter echoed from down the hallway, light and innocent. She was applying perfume and humming some pop song that had been playing earlier in the day. To her, the night was still new. Still perfect. But not for him. The weight of it crushed his chest. This was the third time he was going to do this. He just couldn’t keep track of how fast it was, that Emily stepped out of the car, and how fast the shooter was to unload his magazine. And of course, he couldn’t run faster than bullets. But he could manipulate time, right? It wasn’t so simple. See, time could only begin to slow down when he began to think about it slowing down. Also, what he had gained mastery of was his perception of time. That’s what he wanted Emily to learn. Not its actua
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