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LYDIA’S POV

The drive back to the apartment was a silent, suffocating blur. By the time Cassian parked and we rode the elevator up to the penthouse, the tension between us felt thick enough to choke on. The moment we stepped through the front door, the digital bomb detonated.

My phone vibrated in my palm. It didn't buzz once or twice. It shook with a relentless, mechanical frenzy.

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