Chapter Twenty-one: A Truth Too Heavy
The night settled softly over the camp, wrapping everything in quiet darkness. The fire had faded to warm embers, their glow touching the clearing with a gentle pulse. Triumph slept under the shelter, breathing calmly as he healed. Around them, the forest whispere crickets singing, wind brushing the pines, tiny creatures shifting in the shadows. Mirabel lay awake. Not because she was afraid. But because the truth she had touched earlier the fragment of code, the pulse of light, the existence of another “her"refused to rest. It pressed against her thoughts like a heartbeat that wasn’t hers. She turned on her side and found Cole sitting a few feet away, leaning against a fallen log, his eyes half-open as if he hadn’t slept at all. “Couldn’t sleep?" she whispered. Cole shook his head. “
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