ログインChapter Ninety-Seven — Dead Girls Don’t Choose“You’re coming home.”The words didn’t sound like a threat.They sounded like a fact.Ariana didn’t move.Neither did Mason.The twin stood in the doorway, wind pushing her hair back, police lights washing her face blue and red like she belonged to both sides of the law.“Home where?” Caleb demanded.The twin’s eyes never left Ariana.“Where she was supposed to be.”Ryan’s voice cut in, sharp. “Stop speaking in riddles.”She finally looked at him.“You already know.”Something unspoken passed between them.Ariana saw it.That was worse than anything.“You said you woke up and they told you everything,” Ariana said slowly, staring at Ryan. “Everything about the twins.”He hesitated.Just a second.Too long.The twin smiled faintly.“Oh,” she murmured. “He didn’t tell you?”Mason stepped forward. “Tell her what?”Ryan’s jaw tightened. “This isn’t the time.”“It’s exactly the time,” Ariana snapped.Silence dropped like a blade.Ryan dragged
Chapter Ninety-Six — The Girl in the File“The victim was Ariana Blake.”The sentence didn’t land.It detonated.Mason actually laughed.Not because it was funny.Because his brain refused to process it.“That’s her,” he said, pointing at Ariana. “She’s standing right there.”The officer didn’t blink. “The body was identified two weeks ago.”Two.Weeks.Ariana’s pulse staggered.Two weeks ago she was—Her mind scrambled.Two weeks ago she had that migraine. The one that knocked her out for almost twelve hours.Two weeks ago she “lost” her phone.Two weeks ago she woke up with mud on her sneakers and no memory of how it got there.Her throat closed.“No,” she whispered.Ryan’s jaw tightened. “Where was the body found?”“Riverside,” the officer replied. “Near the old quarry.”Caleb swore under his breath.Nate stepped back like something invisible had just shoved him.Mason looked at Ariana slowly.Too slowly.“You were with me that night,” he said.It wasn’t a question.It was a lifeli
Chapter Ninety-Five — The One They ChoseThe door didn’t just burst open.It shattered.Wood splintered inward. Metal screamed against concrete. Flashlights cut through the red warehouse glow in violent white beams.“Drop the weapon!”The twin didn’t flinch.Not even a twitch.Her eyes were still locked on Ariana.You’re not the original.The words echoed louder than the sirens.The gun shifted.Not toward the police.Back toward Ariana.Mason moved first.He shoved Ariana sideways just as the shot rang out.The bullet hit concrete.Sparks exploded.Caleb tackled the twin.The gun skidded across the floor.Two officers lunged forward, pinning her arms behind her back. She didn’t fight.She smiled.That was worse.Ariana scrambled up, heart hammering so violently she thought she might black out.“Are you hurt?” Mason grabbed her face, checking her, his hands shaking.“I—I don’t—”Her words died.Across the warehouse, near the stairs—Ryan was standing.Not running.Not restrained.Watc
Chapter Ninety-Four — The Truth Is Hungrier Than LiesDarkness didn’t fall.It attacked.The second the lights cut out, something slammed into Ariana from the side. She hit the concrete hard, air punching out of her lungs. Somewhere to her left, Mason shouted. Caleb swore. Nate’s footsteps pounded metal stairs again.And then—A scream.Not Ariana’s.Not one of the boys’.It was sharp. Female. Brief.Then silenced.The emergency lights flickered back on in violent red pulses.Ryan was gone.The gun was gone.The monitors were black.Ariana pushed herself up, her palms burning. “Where is he?”Mason spun in a circle, chest heaving. “He was right here.”Caleb was already halfway up the stairs to the catwalk. “They’re not up here!”Nate reached the warehouse door and yanked it.Locked.Still locked.Ariana’s heart was racing too fast for her thoughts to line up.The scream.Who screamed?There hadn’t been any girls in here.Unless—Her blood ran cold.“Ariana,” Mason said slowly.She turn
Chapter Ninety Three— The Sound After the ShotThe gunshot didn’t echo.It swallowed the air.For one suspended second, there was nothing. No screams. No footsteps. No breath.Just the ringing in Ariana’s ears.Then chaos tore through the warehouse.Metal screamed as someone crashed into a stack of crates. A body hit the concrete. Someone cursed. The smell of gunpowder bled into the dark, sharp and metallic.“Ariana!” Mason’s voice. Close. Panicked.“I’m here!” she shouted back, but even to her own ears, she sounded far away.Her hands were shaking so hard she couldn’t feel her fingers.Another sound — a groan.Low. Pained.Too close.Her eyes adjusted just enough to make out shadows moving. The emergency exit sign flickered red against the far wall, casting everything in a dim, hellish glow.And that’s when she saw him.Ryan was on his knees.Blood soaked through the front of his shirt.Time stopped.“No,” she whispered.Her body moved before her mind did. She dropped beside him, han
Chapter Ninety Two -The Night Everything BrokeAriana knew something was wrong the moment the boys went quiet.Not the playful quiet. Not the “we’re planning something stupid” quiet.This was different.The kind of silence that crawls under your skin and waits.The warehouse lights flickered above them, buzzing like a dying insect. Mason stood near the entrance, jaw tight, staring at his phone like it had personally betrayed him. Caleb paced. Nate hadn’t moved in three minutes — just stood there, hands in his pockets, eyes unfocused.Ariana stepped closer. “Okay. Someone talk.”No one did.Her pulse kicked up.Mason finally looked at her. “The video’s real.”Three words. That was it.Her stomach dropped. “What video?”Caleb stopped pacing. Slowly, he turned his phone around.And there it was.Grainy footage. A rooftop. A shove.A body falling.Her breath left her lungs like someone had punched her.“That’s not—” she started.But it was.It was her.The camera angle was terrible, disto







