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Chapter 43: The Transparency Game

Author: Veeaura
last update publish date: 2026-05-29 06:04:39
Thursday morning arrived with a strange heaviness. Isabella woke before her alarm, the room still grey with morning light, For a long moment, she stayed where she was, staring at the ceiling in silence. The fear had faded. In its place was something colder. Clearer.

She knew what tonight would cost.

By midday, the silence in the house felt heavier as the day went on. Isabella stayed in her office for most of the afternoon, answering emails and taking calls as if it were any other day. To eve
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