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Callum POVHe tries to crawl, to escape, and I give him just enough space to think he might make it.“Go ahead,” I say, my voice eerily calm. “Try again.”He starts to crawl toward the door, dragging his broken body across the floor, his movements slow and agonized. I give him a few seconds of false hope, watching as he reaches out, fingers brushing the doorframe. Then I step on his hand, crushing his fingers beneath my boot. He howls in pain, his body convulsing beneath me.“Did you really think I’d let you leave?” I lean down, pressing my knife against his cheek, slicing a thin line just under his eye. His screams are music to my ears, but I’m not done. Not yet.“Again,” I hiss, yanking him up by the collar and throwing him back into the center of the room. His body hits the floor with a sickening thud. “Run.”He tries. God, he fucking tries. But he’s too weak now,
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Lilly POVI rush down to the changing rooms, my body on autopilot. The other women and men are laughing and talking, their voices a distant hum in my ears. I fix my makeup, force a smile, and push everything down. I’ve been strong before. I can be strong now.“Lilly,” Jane calls from the door, snapping me back to reality. “Mr. Emerson said he’ll be another fifteen minutes.”I nod, trying to steady my breathing. Good. Fifteen minutes to compose myself, to push down the hurt and betrayal clawing at my insides. I need to get through this night. I need to be professional, even if everything inside me is screaming.When the fifteen minutes pass, I step out of the room, my mind blank as I approach the door. I try to prepare myself for another session with Mr. Emerson, the regular who always looks forward to our time together. But something feels off.I light the candles, trying to create the familiar ambiance. “Mr.
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Lilly’s POVThe rain drums softly against the window, a steady rhythm that does little to calm the storm brewing inside me. I stare at my reflection, watching the raindrops race down the glass. Everything feels off. The apartment is too quiet, too still, and the absence of Callum’s presence makes the silence deafening.I tug my cardigan tighter around me, trying to fight the chill that creeps through my body. It’s not just the cold. It’s everything—the weight of the past few days, the lingering fear, the confusion swirling in my mind.Callum.I can’t stop thinking about him. The way his eyes darken when he’s angry, the way he’s always there, steady and strong, even when I’m spiraling. But there’s something else, too—something that’s been eating away at me for days. His distance. The way he shuts down whenever I try to talk about anything serious. And I know I should confront him, but
