Mira’s POVKaelie was still unconscious when I stepped into the room.She was strapped to a chair, her head slumped forward, her breath coming in soft, shaky intervals. Her hair was a tangled mess over her face, strands sticking to her damp skin.Pathetic.I walked over to the table, picking up a knife and twirling it between my fingers as I watched her. The dim light cast long shadows on the walls, giving the room an eerie glow.Then, finally, she stirred.A soft groan escaped her lips as her body tensed. Slowly, her eyes fluttered open, blinking against the light.It took her a second to register her surroundings.Then the panic hit.Her breathing turned sharp and erratic. She tugged at the restraints, her body twisting and struggling against the chair.“H-hello?” she called out, her voice trembling. “Somebody—please! Help!”I smirked.“Oh, sweetheart,” I cooed, stepping into her line of sight. “No one’s coming.”Her eyes snapped to me, wide with fear. “Who… who are you?”I tilted m
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