“That’s why I’m telling you to accept the rejection. End it while you still can—before it becomes a chain that can be used against you.”
My hand drops from the necklace.
“And I will break mine,” I add, my voice hardening with quiet resolve. “I don’t care what it takes.”
Her breathing steadies slightly, the anger in her eyes giving way to uncertainty.
“Why would he do that to you?” she asks quietly.
“Because they’re afraid.”
“Afraid of what?” she whispers.
“Of what I am,” I say slowly. “The power I carry. The kind of power that makes men like them bow… and women like you rise."
Her breath catches.
“The power to change everything. That’s why I need your help—as my friend.”
She exhales shakily, pressing her fingers to her temples as if everything I’ve said is too much to process.
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