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Chapter 85 Futile efforts.

Zen’s POV:

The apartment was too quiet.

It had been quiet for days, but today, it felt suffocating. Like the walls had drawn closer while I wasn’t looking. Like the silence wasn’t just absence—it was punishment. And I deserved it. Every second of it.

I sat in the corner of the living room, knees ben...