From Shadow to the Longest Sun

"On our sixth wedding anniversary, I felt a seam split open in my skull.Not from pain, but from truth.“Ethan, that new assistant… how does she taste?”Marcus’s thought, slick as oil.Ethan's reply slithered through my veins: "Young. Tender. Like summer berries."His lips shaped a lie.His hand shielded me from the crowd, even as his fingers pressed a blood-red cocktail into my palm."Don't let Lena find out,"he thought, the words clear as speech. "I’d in a big trouble."Laughter swirled. Champagne clinked.their mind.Nobody knew I could hear every thought ,the ability to read minds awakened in me last night. .Nobody knew I had already known about his betrayal long ago.There were no tears, no screamsI just replied “yes” to Professor Johnson’s encrypted call-the path I should have chosen six years ago.In three days, I would vanish.Not running from him.Running back to who I was at twenty—the rising star of virus research."