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... lled like it, fresh and new, like the earth itself was trying to wash away the blood and chaos that clung to me.
I sat on the wide windowsill of Luca’s bedroom, knees drawn to my chest, staring out into the gray morning. My wrists still ached from the ropes. My heartbeat still stumbled when footsteps echoed down the hall. And yet, here I was, in the safest place I’d ever known... terrified of what that meant.
The door creaked open. I didn’t need to look to know it was him.
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