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126: Damage control

ผู้เขียน: Makie P
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-10-13 23:56:09

Elena's POV

I didn't sleep at all. I sat on the couch all night, staring at my phone, waiting for it to ring again. Waiting for Marcus to call back with more threats. Waiting for the police to knock on my door.

But nothing happened.

The sky outside my window slowly turned from black to gray to pale blue. Morning came whether I was ready for it or not.

My phone sat silent on the coffee table. No calls, no messages, nothing. The quiet should have been comforting, but instead it felt suffocating. Like the calm before a storm.

A knock on the door made me jump. My heart hammered as I approached the peephole.

Julian.

He looked tired, his hair messy like he'd been running his hands through it as usual all night. Dark circles shadowed his eyes. His shirt was wrinkled and it was the same one he wore yesterday.

I opened the door slowly. "Julian?"

"Can I come in?" His voice was quiet and careful.

I stepped aside and let him enter. He walked past me into the apartment in a stiff and unc
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