Chapter 85 Astrid's Disappearance

• For a long moment, George said nothing. The weight of her words pressed down on him. Finally, he stood and turned toward the window, the skyline reflecting in his hollow gaze.
• “I’m not broken,” he said softly, almost to himself. “Just tired. And maybe you should be too.”
• But Mira only laughed, a sharp, bitter sound that echoed through the penthouse. “Tired? No, George. I’m awake now. Wide awake. And if you won’t do something about her… I will.”