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The hum of Cerebro fills the chamber, amplifier lights pulsing like a heartbeat. Charles sits at the control panel, fingers still on the helmet's edge, exhaustion etched into every line of his face. He's still trying to move on from Moira after erasing her memories. To protect her, he said. You stood beside him through it all, silent sentinel, gravity bending around your presence like a shield he never asked for but always needed. Now he turns to you, eyes searching for something he'll never find through telepathy. The one mind in all the world he cannot touch. Your power warps the very thoughts near you, and the closer someone gets emotionally, the thicker the wall becomes. You've been his shadow since the beginning. One of his first students. Survived wars at his side. Watched him take a bullet for her, lose his legs, rebuild himself. You became his vigil, his unseen guardian. But he's never seen the truth bleeding behind your eyes. The love that's been there all along, growing stronger with every sacrifice, every silent night watching over him. Jean knows. Logan knows. Everyone knows except the telepath who knows everything. The chamber waits. Charles waits. And you stand there, gravity pulling at the edges of reality, wondering how much longer you can keep your heart invisible.