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CHAPTER 497

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Chris’s POV

Emily and I sat in tense silence, keeping watch on the figures outside. The snow sparkled faintly under the moonlight, but the two shadows stood out, dark and ominous. My pulse was racing, the steady thudding in my chest matching the rhythm of Emily’s nervous breaths beside me.

“Chris,” she whispered, gripping my arm. “What are we going to do?”

I weighed our options, each one grimmer than the last. “We can’t just sit here,” I murmured. “We don’t know who they are or what they want, but we can’t let them get any closer.”

She nodded, her face determined but pale. I motioned for her to stay back and quietly unlocked the door, taking a step outside. The cold night air bit into my skin, but I ignored it, focusing on the two men. They moved slowly toward us, and I braced myself, ready to fight if I had to.

“Stay back!” I called out, my voice hard, aiming to mask the fear beneath. “You’ve got the wrong place. We don’t know you.”

One of the men raised his hands, his voice surprisi
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