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68 | The Threads Tighten

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Lilah's POV :

The next morning, the air in the apartment feels heavier, as if the walls themselves are closing in. I barely sleep, tossing and turning until the first rays of dawn seep through the curtains. The note lies on the nightstand, its message burning into my mind.

You can’t hide forever.

The words feel like a noose around my neck.

By the time Robert comes home from the bakery, I’ve managed to convince myself to stay calm. He sets a box of leftover pastries on the counter and eyes me suspiciously.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” he says, brushing flour from his hands.

I force a smile. “Just a rough night.”

“Rough how?”

“It’s nothing, Robert. Drop it,” I snap, sharper than I intended.

He raises an eyebrow but doesn’t push further. Instead, he grabs a cup of coffee and retreats to his room, leaving me alone in the kitchen.

Lucy stumbles in later, her shift at the bar clearly taking its toll. She flops onto the couch with a groan, her red hair sticking out in all directions.
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