She releases her. “You’re a Wildtype. Your neurochemistry rejects the Ration. You feel everything . There are five of you left in Veritas. The Regulator wants you dead.”
They run. Through steam vents, past sleeping pods, into the abandoned sector known as the Fray—where the city’s old bones rust.
“Because feelings are contagious,” Kade says. “And an untameable heart is the only thing the System fears.”
Kade’s voice crackles through a hidden earpiece Ren just slipped her: “Run east. There’s a train to the Wildlands. But know this—once you step on it, you’re untameable forever. No Ration. No safety. Just the raw, beautiful, terrible truth of being human.”
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