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THE PRICE OF SECRETS
Author: Karven ash
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CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE:

The night was thick with silence, the kind that made even the faintest sound echo like thunder. Billy stood by the large bay window of the temporary hideout, staring into the street below. The city never really slept, but tonight, it seemed to hold its breath—just like him.

He hadn’t slept in days. The events of the past week had burned through his veins like fire. The Luoshen had changed everything—not just the balance of power, but the way he saw everyone around him. Allies felt like potential threats, and friends were suddenly strangers wearing familiar faces.

A soft knock broke his thoughts. “You should eat something,” Tyla’s voice came, gentle but firm.

Billy didn’t turn. “I’m not hungry.”

“You’ve said that for three days now,” she replied, stepping into the room. Her eyes traced the tired lines on his face, the way his fingers twitched slightly when he was lost in thought. “Starving yourself won’t change anything.”

He finally looked at her, exhaustion blendin
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