"He can do it," Alexandria's voice cut through the air as she stepped out of the house.
Thomas glanced at her while still trying to calm Selene down.
Selene turned sharply to her daughter, eyes narrowed. "And how exactly do you think he's going to pull that off?"
Alexandria didn't hesitate. "I don't think—I know."
Her words made everyone pause.
"That night, when I stopped him from tearing Mark apart, I told him to get stronger if he wanted his revenge," she continued. "The next day, he was stronger. Miles stronger. So much so that his past self wouldn't have lasted a second against him."
She turned to her mother, her gaze steady.
"And trust me, the Adam I saw that night? He was already a monster."
Selene's eyes widened, the shock creeping into her face.
"I don't know how he does it," Alexandria admitted, "but he has his ways—and that's all that matters."
She crossed her arms, her confidence unwavering. "I believe he can pull it off."
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