Chapter 108 Echoes Of Nineteen Twenty

• “Survivor or not, Mason, you can’t expect me to ignore the law. Playing vigilante with your current life sets you up for failure, no one can escape those kinds of stakes, trust me.” Her voice firm, holding its ground.
• Mason's response came measured, almost too calm. "See? That's where we differ." His eyes, dark as the Chicago River at midnight, locked onto Maria. "You're sitting on a throne built of rules. I'm floating on tides of chaos. I don't crave darkness; I don't revel in blood—but it's what I've got."
• "Wake up!" Maria challenged, dramatically waving her fingers to his face. "This isn't just a game—those tides? They'll swallow you whole. I'm not trying to destroy you, Mason. I'm trying to save you from your mistakes."