[POV: Sofia Lanka]

"You really think killing me solves anything, Sofia? I am every memory of the woman you used to be before the gold turned your heart into a cold, calculating machine. I am the mother who actually stayed, the wife who didn't look at her husband as a strategic asset. If you pull that trigger, you aren't just killing a decoy. You’re killing the last piece of yourself that still knows how to be human."

The Imposter gasped the words through a throat filled with silver fluid, her back pressed against the jagged edge of the shattered balcony. Her face was a ruin of synthetic flesh and exposed...