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The Cage She Built For Us

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 605    |    Released on: 10/07/2025

y ribs that made every breath a struggle. I was on the floor, the cold marble a shock against my cheek. The c

ean, but one sound was perfectly clear-the soft, rhythmic tap of a stiletto heel on the marble floor. It was getting close

ead. Then, the toe of the shoe pressed under my jaw, forcing my head up. The press

clear as the glass that li

at me,

ristine, untouched by the chaos and the blood. My blood. The contrast was sickening. She looked like a

save. The brilliant, broken girl from the novel "The Gilded Cage." The vill

my throat. Why? But all that came out was a wet, gu

y eyes anyway. A small, cr

nk you s

sper, but it cut deeper than any

ings, you made my life better? You didn't save me, Noah.

g around her on the bloody floor. She was so close now I could smell her pe

y ruin... that was all part of my story. It was the cage that defined me, and you t

of the tech empire I had helped her build. An empi

of calm finally cracking to show the fury b

loor. My broken body screamed in protest, every inch a new torture. The shards of glass dug into my bac

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“I poured years of my life into "The Gilded Cage," a virtual world where I became Noah, determined to save Chloe, its tragic villainess. I guided her, taught her, helped her build a tech empire, thinking I' d rewritten her destiny. But when she finally stood on top of the world, she looked at me, her eyes cold. "You didn't save me, Noah. You just built me a different cage." Then, she brutally threw me from her penthouse balcony. Ejected from the simulation, I thought I was free. But a system malfunction tethered my consciousness to Chloe's. I was dragged through her past, a ghost watching her childhood trauma and Liam Hayes's betrayal unfold, forced to relive every painful step of her original story. Each memory, a cruel reminder of my failure, of the monster I inadvertently helped create. Why was I condemned to witness the very pain I' d tried so hard to prevent again? The system said it was a recursive feedback loop, a side effect of her emergent sentience. But it felt more like a calculated torment. When my consciousness was finally about to dematerialize, Chloe, tear-streaked and broken, reached for me, pleading, "Please. You have to save me." But the phantom pains of her betrayal surged, and I recoiled, spitting out the words that echoed her own cruelty: "My life doesn't need a monster in it." I thought it was over. Then, weeks later, the real Chloe, corporeal and lost, appeared on my doorstep. "I found a way out... You have to help me. You have to save me."”
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