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Summary
“You’re still wearing the Order’s skin, Choir Girl. Just not their mask.”
You were trained to observe. To record. To never get too close.
But when containment becomes conversation, and conversation becomes confession, something inside you begins to unravel.
There's a subject behind the glass who sees too much. And maybe—just maybe—she wants to be seen.* adding tags as I go