Chapter 29: The Silence
Dream watched the press conference from Luna’s sofa, wrapped in the same blanket, but the world outside was no longer the same. Luna sat beside her, frozen, a handful of popcorn forgotten halfway to her mouth.
They watched as Tom, stripped of all his armor, dismantled his own legacy. They saw the cold fury in his eyes as he detailed the Moreaus’ destruction, and the profound, weary sorrow as he confessed his own culpability. When he looked into the camera and said her name, Dream felt a physical jolt, as if the electrical current from their first touch had jumped across the city through the screen.
The conference ended. The news channels erupted into analysis, replaying his final words on a loop. “The choice is yours. Always yours.”
The silence in Luna’s apartme
