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CHAPTER 5:Too Good to Be True

Author: Hannahgold
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-14 17:25:20

LYRA

The cab smelled faintly of old leather and rain. My fingers wouldn’t stay still they kept tapping against my knee as the city lights flashed by through the window. Every passing second felt heavier than the last.

God, what did I just do?

The cab hummed softly, the city’s lights flickering past the window like restless fireflies. I pressed my palm against my chest, trying to quiet the uneasy flutter beneath my ribs. It wasn’t guilt exactly more like the echo of something I couldn’t name.

My reflection in the glass stared back at me, wide-eyed and uncertain. What have you done, Lyra?

The memory of that contract burned behind my eyes my name scrawled across the page, the pen trembling in my grip, the bold black ink sealing something I didn’t fully understand. I could still see that number printed in fine, neat font: $100,000 per month. It pulsed in my head like a heartbeat greedy, thrilling, dangerous.

“Ma’am, we’re here.”

The cab driver’s voice yanked me back to reality. My buildin
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