Chapter 612: The Child Who Saw Too Much
There are defining moments in life.
Things that turn quietly at first, like a door left half open, and then later become the hinge on which everything else swings. Things that decide left from right without ever asking permission.
Some people only have one such moment.
Some have many.
And some are forced to relive the same moment until it no longer feels like memory—but instruction.
Sophia had never been able to place herself into any of those categories.
Not cleanly.
Maybe she had one.
Maybe she had too many.
Or maybe her life was just a long echo of a single moment repeating itself in different disguises.
She did not know.
But she did know this—this was one of those moments.
And it began far earlier than she thought it did.
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She was two years old when she first saw it.
Or rather—when she first knew.
