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Chapter 11: Shattered Reflections
Author: Ositas Bliss
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Zoe stormed into the living room, her heels echoing sharply against the tiles. Her heart was pounding, her hands trembling slightly, but her face burned with a strange mix of fear and rage.

The ride back had been quiet, but her mind hadn’t stopped racing. Not for a second.

The door slammed behind her as she flung her bag to the floor and collapsed on the couch, her eyes fixed on the wall, motionless.

Esther, seated on the dining stool with a half-empty glass of wine, turned sharply. “Zoe? What’s going on? Why are you back so soon?”

No answer.

“Zoe?”

Still nothing.

Esther got up, walked over, and tapped her gently on the shoulder. “Talk to me, what happened? Did you see the president? Was the contract signed?”

Zoe blinked slowly, her lips parted but no words came. Her throat was dry, her thoughts scattered. Then, in a whisper, she finally muttered, “It was Jordan…”

Esther frowned. “What?”

Zoe turned to face her mother, her voice shaky. “It was Jordan, mum. The President of Jefferson Gr
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