Chapter 155 Memory That Refused To Stay Buried
Chapter 155: Memory That Refused To Stay Buried
Amorah PUV
I could not stop thinking about the photograph after Zane’s confession.
Every time I closed my eyes, saw the blurry image again and wondered whether those missing years of my childhood had somehow connected me to the twins long before fate brought us together again.
The possibility settled inside my mind and refused to leave.
What started as curiosity quickly became something closer to obsession because the more I learned, the more impossible it became to ignore.
Several days passed, but none of us truly moved on from the discovery.
Even during breakfast or family movie nights, I occasionally caught Zane staring at me with the same troubled expression. My pregnancy had advanced enough that exhaustion followed me everywhere now. Some mornings! woke up tired despite sleeping through the entire night.*
Conrad noticed before I did.
He quietly adjusted his schedule without discussing it with me.
Meetings disappeared from his calendar, security reports arrived at different times, and somehow he was always nearby whenever I needed something.
One afternoon, I walked into the kitchen looking for a snack and discovered he had already prepared lunch.
I stared at him suspiciously.
“You canceled another meeting.”
Conrad didn’t even look guilty.
“I rescheduled it.”
“That’s not the same thing.”
“It is when I say it is.”
I rolled my eyes. His mouth twitched slightly.
“You’ve become impossible.”
“I’ve always been impossible.”
Unfortunately, he had a
point.
The baby kicked suddenly as if agreeing with him.
Conrad immediately placed his hand against my stomach while looking entirely too pleased with himself.
“See?” he said.
“The baby is not taking your side.”
“The baby clearly appreciates good judgment.”
I walked away before his ego grew any larger.
Later that evening, I found Kyra and Zane arguing inside the nursery again.
Their disagreements still sounded childish, but lately there was something older beneath them.
They were growing.
“You can’t put combat books beside baby books,” Kyra complained.
“Why not?”
“Because babies don’t need combat training.”
Zane folded his arms.
“That’s exactly what someone unprepared for combat would say.”
Kyra threw a stuffed rabbit at him.
The rabbit bounced off his shoulder harmlessly.
“Violence proves I’m winning.”
Chapter 155: Mercy Thal Teen TuStay Duned “No, it proves you’re annoying.”
laughed before either of them could continue
Both twins immediately looked toward me.
The reaction was automatic
Lately they watched me more carefully than before. If I looked tired, one of them always noticed.
If I sat down too quickly, they immediately asked if I was okay.
If anyone
The che
nes, both children became visibly tense.
an I could explain.
pproached me while Kyra organized baby clothes nearby.
ing new?” he asked.
he meant.
children their age worried about things like this
ou need to concern yourself with.”
ession immediately hardened.
what adults always say.”
hed softly.
nd sometimes adults are right.”
He looked unconvinced.
Before he could argue, Kyra interrupte
“If Holmes shows up, Conrad will
“That’s not how territory law
Kyra shrugged.
“It should be.”
For once, I comp
A few days la
The mo
ted another meeting.
could tell they had found something important.
e screen.
cords.”
ed files and timestamps.
to me. Then another file opened.
ality was terrible. Static covered most of the screen.
onstantly.
feared briefly.
moved around transport vehicles
ildren came into view. The
athe properly.
sted only se
tuxarī vonger pactices of the video while we watched.
By 1887 % frame seed to reveal another piece of a story someone had desperately tried to erase
The footage svanced slowly Then another sequence sopares
The fame the cheer One of theflocked older than the others
The god two were clearly infants. My stomach twisted
The odd dat moving protectively around them
Even through the drager age, the behavior fet farnir
The specialet users the scre
“We’re si improving the quality”:
Nabody responded
I couldn’t take my eyes off the image
Something inside me already knew what we were looking at
The footage resumed.
The convoy appeared to be stopped temporarily.
Several adults moved through the area. The older child sat beside the infants.
One infant began crying
The older child immediately picked the baby up.
A strange ache spread through my chest
I didn’t know why. Maybe because the movement felt natural.
The way someone cared for family.
Conrad quietly rubbed his thumb across my knuckles.
I leaned closer to him without thinking. Nobody in the room spoke.
The footage ended abruptly.
The screen returned to static.
One of the intelligence wolves cleared his throat.
“There is one more thing.”
My heartbeat accelerated,
“The restoration team recovered a single high-resolution frame.”
Conrad immediately tensed beside me.
The specialist nodded toward another wolf.
A new image slowly loaded onto the screen.
The process felt endless.
Pixel by pixel, the photograph became clearer
My breathing stopped.
A child stood beside one of the transport vehicles.
The child’s face was visible. The clothing was visible. Everything was visible.
I recognized the jacket instantly
I had seen photographs of myself wearing it before.
The room disappeared around me. The child in the image was me
Several years younger. Several years smaller. But unquestionably me My vision blurred.
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Conrad’s arm wrapped around my shoulders immediately
harely uticed…
Because the image wasn’t finished revealing itself yet.
The younger version of me wasn’t standing alone.
I was holding a baby in my arms.
A baby with familiar eyes.
A baby with familiar hair.
uld recognize anywhere.
frame sat frozen on the screen while silence consumed the entire room.
self held infant Kyra against my chest as if preeting her.
ad done it a hundred times before. As if she be
s filled my eyes before I realized they were co
Because the truth was finally staring back at a Long before I chose to love Kyra. Long befor Long before any of us understood who wa
there.
ady been holding her.
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