Chapter 66 The Faces We Could Have Been

• The Archive keeps everything. Even the people you almost became.
• Kira stared upward. The faces in the sky weren’t still—they shifted like water, flickering between expressions, ages, and scars she didn’t remember earning.
• One was her, older, eyes hardened into flint. Another was younger, mouth twisted in a cruel smirk she’d never worn. Dozens, maybe hundreds, hovered above like an inverted ocean. Eron’s face was there too, multiplied into endless variations—some smiling, some broken, some… wrong.