Chapter 147

BURAK’S POV

The city didn’t feel like ours anymore.

Even the air had changed.

Heavier.

Darker.

Like something rotten had spread too deep to clean.

Roxanne and I moved through it like ghosts—no names, no base, no backup.

Just instinct.

And one purpose.

Find him.

Or find her.

Whichever came first.

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