Chapter 47

  Control was slipping.

  Not publicly.

  Not yet.

  But Elena felt it.

  In the silence between calls.

  In the hesitation of people who used to agree too quickly.

  And in Aaron.

  He wasn't reacting anymore.

  He was moving.

  She requested the meeting herself.

  Private.

  Deliberate.

  Aaron di...

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