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Escape

Author: Chri's Layla
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The Next Morning

Alice’s POV

I didn’t remember when I fell asleep.

All I knew was that when I opened my eyes, the room was flooded with pale morning light, and my head throbbed from all the crying. My eyes felt swollen, my lips dry. The glass of water on the bedside table was half full, but even reaching for it took effort.

I looked around the small guest room of Morgan’s apartment — the soft cream curtains, the scent of her lavender candles, the faint hum of the city outside. Everything felt too calm, too normal for the chaos inside me.

My hand instinctively went to my stomach.

“Good morning, my babies…” I whispered, voice cracking. “We’ll be okay. I promise.”

When the door creaked open, I turned my head. Morgan stepped in, her expression soft and worried. She held a tray — breakfast, porridge, and a cup of warm milk.

“You didn’t sleep much, did you?” she asked quietly.

I forced a small smile, shaking my head. “Not really.”

She sighed, setting the tray beside me. “Alice… you can’t ke
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