Chapter 95 Why Do It?
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Our nights at the company started getting longer. What started as a few hours of reviewing council. documents had turned into entire nights spent in my office with Amy sitting across from me, surrounded by stacks of files and empty coffee cups.
She was focused as always, calm, precise, and impossible to ignore. I told myself it was about the work, about piecing together what really happened the night was attacked.
But every time her hand brushed mine while reaching for a folder, I forgot what we were supposed to be looking for.
“Here,” she said, sliding a piece of paper across the table. “This record is missing three pages. The seal’s been tampered with.”
I leaned closer, scanning the document. “You’re right. Someone removed them deliberately.”
“Why would they leave the rest?” she asked.
“To make it look like an accident,” I said.
She nodded quietly, her brow furrowed. The light from the desk lamp fell across her face, highlighting the tiredness in her eyes. I wanted to tell her to rest, but I knew she wouldn’t.
Instead, I stood up and poured her another cup of coffee. “You should take a break.”
She smiled. “If I stop now, I’ll lose my rhythm.”
“You’ve been at this for six hours.”
“So have you.”
She wasn’t wrong. Still, I set the coffee beside her. “At least drink this.”
Her eyes flicked up to meet mine, and for a second, neither of us looked away. Before my mother walked in.
She didn’t knock, as usual. “You’re both still here?” she asked with a mild tone.
“Working,” I answered.
Her eyes moved from the scattered files to Amy, then back to me. “You’ve made progress?”
“Some,” Amy replied. “But the archives aren’t complete. Too many missing sections.”
say anything,
Mother nodded. “That’s expected. The council guards its secrets well.” She turned to me, “Don’t lose focus, Daniel. The council preys on weakness. Remember that
“I haven’t,” I said quickly.
She held my gaze for a moment, long enough to make me question if I believed my own words. Then she nodded and left without another word.
Amy didn’t say anything right away. She just looked down at the file in front of her. “She’s not wrong, she
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said quietly.
“I know,” I admitted. “But I’m not losing focus.”
Her lips curved slightly. “If you say so.”
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Days passed, and the tension didn’t fade. If anything, it grew stronger. We started noticing things, files that had been moved, drawers left slightly open, and then the notes.
The first one showed up in Amy’s office. It was a single sheet of paper with one line written in uneven handwriting: Stop digging.
The second came two days later. It was slipped under my office door this time. Some truths stay buried for a
reason.
Amy showed me hers that same night, her voice steady but her hands trembling slightly. “They’re watching
us.”
I took the note from her, folded it, and tucked it into my jacket. “Then let them. I’m not stopping.”
“Daniel-”
“No,” I said firmly. “They already tried to silence me once. I’m not letting them scare you too.”
Her eyes softened. “You can’t protect me from everything.”
“I can try.”
That was the problem. I meant it. Somewhere between all the late nights and silent looks, she’d stopped being just my arranged wife. I found myself checking if she’d eaten, if she got home safe, if her office lights were still on at midnight.
And she noticed. That night, we were both tired. The storm outside was loud enough to drown out most of the silence in my office.
Amy was sitting at my desk, flipping through another set of reports, while I leaned agai make sense of how much we’d uncovered and how much we still didn’t know.
all trying to
She spoke without looking up. “You can’t keep doing this, staying late, watching over me like I’m going to fall apart.”
“I’m not-”
“Yes, you are,” she said, finally meeting my eyes. “I can handle myself, Daniel. I’ve been handling things long before you woke up.”
Her tone wasn’t an angry one, but it hit harder than if it had been. I pushed away from the wall. “That’s not the point. You shouldn’t have to handle everything alone.”
“I’m not alone.”
“Then stop acting like it,” I said. “You push everyone away when you’re scared. You think being strong means never needing anyone.”
Her expression tightened. “And you think caring means control. You can’t protect people from their own choices.”
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That stopped me. For a moment, the only sound was the rain against the windo
She sighed, quieter now. “I know you mean well, Daniel. But this-” she gestured i we’re doing, it’s already dangerous enough. Don’t make it harder.”
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