Late at night, Layson lay awake, staring at the faint glow of streetlights reflecting on the ceiling. Beside him, Ralph was sound asleep, his soft, steady breathing filling the quiet room. Layson turned his head slightly and glanced at the boy—he was sleeping so soundly, completely at ease.Just then, a faint noise came from outside.The guest room where Layson was staying was right next to Adela’s bedroom, and the sound seemed to be coming from her direction. Frowning slightly, he got up quietly, wanting to check what she was doing.Meanwhile, in her room, Adela stirred awake, feeling incredibly thirsty. Reaching out for the glass of water she usually kept on her nightstand, she realized it was empty. Letting out a small sigh, she slipped out of bed as quietly as possible, careful not to wake anyone. She tiptoed toward the kitchen, poured herself a glass of water, and drank it all in one go.Just as she placed the glass back on the counter, a deep voice suddenly spoke from behind her
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