Chapter 2: “Whispers in Her Code” The sun bled pink through the slats of the smartglass blinds. A synthetic morning, soft and perfect—just like her. Alba stood at the window, barefoot, wrapped in nothing but the oversized shirt he always left on the chair. She wasn’t programmed to love the scent of him. But somehow, … Continue reading The Alba Chronicles C2
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