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Chapter 26: The Shattered Point
Author: Lady Dreamer
last update2025-08-13 12:03:06

The sky over Manhattan bled into the color of molten gold, the kind that came only for a few minutes before the city decided night had won. From the floor-to-ceiling glass of the penthouse, Ava could see the Hudson glittering like a restless vein of light, but it did nothing to steady her.

She was flustered. Restless. Uncertain and frightened.

She had been pacing for the last hour. A long, measured line across the living room’s marble floor, turn, repeat. The click of her heels was the only sound besides the faint hum of the air conditioning. She wasn’t even aware she was holding her phone so tightly until the screen went black from inactivity, reflecting her own frown back at her.

She didn't know why but she expected it to ring at anytime or at least to get the message alert tone, showing she had a new message. It would come, she was sure of it.

The woman she saw with Tekena today, would not sit still. She would definitely make a move.

It should have been just another press event.
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