Chapter 15: The Unbroken Circle

Six months later, the coastal town of Seabrook felt like a different universe compared to the sterile, oppressive suburbs they had left behind. The salt air carried the fresh scent of the ocean, and the small, sunlit cottage Clara had rented sat perched on a grassy bluff overlooking the crashing waves. There were no hidden security cameras, no locked doors, and no fabricated dossiers waiting in secret offices. Inside the kitchen, the morning sun poured through the white wooden windows as Clara flipped pancakes on the griddle, humming a quiet tune to herself. Toby and Lily sat at the wooden kitchen table, drawing pictures o
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