The regret
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Chapter 6
The cargo plane smelled of fuel and frost. Kelvin sat beside Silver, weapons stowed in a duffel. Below them, the ocean stretched like liquid steel.
She couldn’t sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Matt's face—the man who saved her, lied to her, maybe even loved her.
Kelvin noticed her silence. “You still bothering about him?”
She waited. “He was everything I wasn’t. Brilliant, impossible, obsessed with control. But sometimes… sometimes I think he thinks more about saving the world than living in it.”
Kelvin leaned closer. “He cared about you.”
She looked at him. “How did you know?”
“Because he told me. The night before the crash.”
Her breath caught. “What did he say?”
“That if he didn’t make it, you would be the only person who could finish what he started. He didn’t say why—but I think he knew you find the truth even if it killed you.”
Their eyes met—soft, quiet, dangerous. The tension between them was almost a physical thing, humming like static.
The plane jolted through turbulence, snapping them back.
Kelvin cleared his throat. “Get ready, we’re descending.”
Through the window, a barren coastline came into view—white cliffs, black ice, and endless snow.
They were in Alabama.
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