Chapter 483 Exposed

The realization struck me hard-my death was only a minuscule thread in a vast intricate web-too small to stir even the faintest ripple.

In the unseen corners of the world, countless others shared my misfortune. Their ends were as

inconspicuous as stray animals struck by passing cars, unnoticed and unremembered.

Millions vanished across the nation every year, and those were just the cases officially reported. How many more disappeared in silence, their absence unacknowledged?

Where did they all go?

I didn't let my thoughts wander too far down that road.

Carter wrapped his arms around me, his voice steady and grounding. "Chloe, you're not a god. You can't save everyone. People have their paths, their destinies."

"I know, Carter. I do," I said, though my voice wavered.

But it wasn't so easy to let go. I could feel the burden pressing down on me. I had been given another

chance a life reclaimed, a man who loved me, moments filled with joy. Yet for so many, death was final. They were erased, leaving no trace of their existence.

"It's late," Carter said, his hand resting on my back. "If not for yourself, rest for the baby. Think about our family, not the whole world."

I nodded, though the heaviness lingered. "Okay. Goodnight."

I clutched his shirt, holding on tightly as if it could anchor me. Silently, I prayed for Taylor.

If he could root out the darkness behind all of this, it might just bring some balance to the chaos.

The next morning, Alisa left early for her prenatal checkup.

I took Whitney to see Sergio.

It wasn't just a performance; she genuinely needed help.

It had been nearly half a year since I last saw him, but Sergio accepted the appointment without hesitation.

When we stepped into his office, it felt as though time had stood still. Everything looked exactly as I remembered. Even the potted plant on his desk sat in the same spot, its leaves positioned identically. Sergio's precision was no surprise. His obsession with cleanliness and order had been evident during my own therapy sessions. I knew his routines as well as my own.

"Ms. Garder-or should I say Mrs. Bolton now?"

Sergio greeted me with a composed expression, the light catching on his silver-rimmed glasses. His tone was polite, measured, and calm, just as it had always been.

You still look exactly the same," I

his haircut was perfectly maintained, like it

his glasses, his face calm. "The same? We've only met

stumbled but quickly recovered. "I meant that meeting

me carefully, his gaze unwavering. "You, however, seem to have

We weren't

as though he saw right through me, like he knew something I didn't

"This is a good friend of mine. Could you run

"Go ahead to the

"Alright."

cradle on the desk, the clicking sound of the spheres grounding me. This office had been my sanctuary for almost 3

"Did you

for a few years. Dr. Zimmer and I know each other

"Since you came

head. "No,

was? No one showed us, and yet you

chill creeping

turned cold, her words pointed. "If Dr. Zimmer is as observant as I think, he might

doorway, a voice broke the

standing there, his gaze impossible to read. The weight of his scrutiny bore down

"I'm going to begin the session with Ms. Sander now. Please wait in the lounge. If you

course. Thank you,

chest. As I turned to leave, I added,

door,

"Got it."

before stepping back. Compared to her calm composure, I couldn't shake the

a safe bubble. Her instincts were sharper, more untamed, and she was

a small drink station, offering

warm water and picked up a comic

the world of manga. At first, I thought it was

it, the pile of comics beside

find out. The next issue was almost within

the next volume was right on the

you," a familiar voice said from

as Sergio's chest brushed against my back. He reached up and grabbed the

"Yeah, thanks," I replied.

stepped back, creating some distance between us, and sank into

squeezed the comic in my hands, my nerves starting to show. "What's going

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