Shattered Truth

I never planned to spend my nights chasing secrets through abandoned tunnels or decoding ancient artifacts that glow like they've got something to say. But here I am, dodging falling debris and deciphering cryptic symbols with Damien-the man whose smirk makes me want to throttle him and trust him all at once. He says we're on opposite sides, that trust is a dangerous luxury, but I can't shake the feeling there's more to him than the carefully constructed walls he hides behind. And then there's this artifact-a box that hums with power, pulling us both into a game we never signed up for. As much as I want to believe this is just another case, it's clear that whatever's inside this box is about to rewrite the rules. If I can't figure out what's driving Damien-or why the hell I can't seem to walk away from him-then this mission could cost me more than my life. It could destroy what's left of my sanity. But here's the thing: I've been betrayed before, and I'm not letting anyone-ancient magic or infuriating partners-call the shots. Not this time.