Chapter 86: You Didn’t Change at All

By evening, Liam woke drowsily, as if his body had sunk too deep into warmth and he did not entirely remember how to climb out.

The suite had dimmed around him, the pale afternoon brightness replaced by the soft glow of ether lamps and projection screens. Beyond the windows, Wrohan glittered under evening light, all glass towers, suspended tramlines, and gold-white ward veins, pretending the city was cleaner than it was.

Liam blinked at the ceiling.

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