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Encounter

Author: Precious rose
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-29 09:15:39

Avery’s POV

It’s been three days since the attack, three days of hiding in my beach house.

Nina had come to seabrook the day after the attack, she stayed with me for two days. She made me tea, forced food down my throat, let me cry on her shoulder. But she had to get back to work yesterday and left me with strict instructions to take care of myself.

Now I was alone, again.

I needed to get out to grab some air. I needed to stop being scared. Scarlett might have gone, probably back to whatever perfect life she’d built, I don’t know. But I couldn’t let her keep me trapped in fear.

So I forced myself to leave the house. I walked to the small bookstore near the beach.

It was quiet inside with wooden floors, shelves packed with old and new books, the smell of paper and coffee. An older woman behind the counter smiled at me as I walked in.

I found the parenting section in the back corner, grabbed a book about newborns and settled into a worn armchair.

“What to Expect in the First Month.” I
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