Chapter 101 – The Pattern She Can't Ignore
POV: Liora
The realization followed me everywhere.
For two days after the memories on the balcony, I barely slept.
Not because I was afraid.
Not because I doubted what I had seen.
Because I couldn't stop thinking about it.
If the memories were telling the truth, then the lives I had witnessed weren't random. They weren't separate stories connected only by blood. They were attempts. Different versions of the same struggle repeating across centuries. Different women making different choices and somehow arriving at the same destination.
Failure.
The word haunted me.
Not because I believed I was doomed to fail.
Because I couldn't understand why they had.
Some of the women I remembered had been stronger than me.
Some had been wiser.
Some had possessed knowledge I could barely comprehend.
Yet every path eventually collapsed.
Every story eventually ended.
The question wasn't whether they had failed.
