### **Chapter 176**

Violet’s POV

The world did not change with an explosion.

It shifted with recognition.

That was the first thing I understood the morning after the Framework began to move. Not in shadows. Not in threats. But in light. Public. Visible. Calm.

Too calm.

I stood by the glass wall of the east wing, Amelia asleep against my chest, her tiny fingers gripping the fabric of my shirt as if anchoring herself to something solid. Outside, the sea was gentle, almost mockingly peaceful. Enzo