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The Pre-Planned Fall / Chapter 10 / 10

Chapter 10 - Where I Belong

That evening, after the laboratories were quiet and the last guests had filtered out into the warm evening air, I walked up to the rooftop terrace of the center.

The city stretched out beneath me in a brilliant panorama of neon and starlight. The skyline was vast, pulsing with life, ambition, and endless possibility.

I remembered Eric’s words in the hospital room—his cruel taunt that the accident had put me where I belonged.

He had been right, in a way. Just not in the way he thought.

I didn't belong in a cage, or under someone else's thumb, or broken on a freezing highway. I belonged right here—standing tall above the city, architect of my own destiny, completely unbreakable.

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I closed my eyes for a brief second, feeling the cool night wind wash over my face, and smiled.

The fall had been pre-planned, but the rise was entirely mine.

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