The next morning…The alarm cut through the silence at 6:30am, harsh and unforgiving. My body begged for sleep, but I couldn’t afford to waste the morning.A quick run. That was my routine. The cold air bit at my skin as I laced up my sneakers, stepping outside to the quiet, empty streets. It helped clear my head—helped me focus. There was too much uncertainty swirling in my thoughts, and I needed to outrun it, even if just for a little while.By the time I returned to my apartment, sweat clinging to my skin, I felt slightly more in control. The steam from the shower felt like it was washing the fog of the night away. I stepped out of the bathroom, my mind still clouded with the thoughts of Luca—the way he looked at me, the questions lingering in the back of my mind.I stood in front of the mirror, pulling on a blazer, trying to push those thoughts aside. Today was another day. Another chance to get closer to the truth.But something about last night stuck with me. I couldn’t quite sh
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