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Chapter 16: Shattered Reflections

Aвтор: Rayo B.
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The screen flickered, and Elena's breath caught in her throat. The live feed displayed Sophie's room from a chilling overhead angle. Sophie, still in her pajamas, sat on the bed braiding her doll's hair, completely unaware she was being watched.

"Oh my God," Elena whispered.

Grayson slammed the laptop shut, rising to his feet with fury vibrating through every inch of him. "He's in the house."

Rosa was already moving, pulling a handgun from beneath a floorboard. "I'll check the perimeter."

Elena bolted up the stairs, her heart hammering. She threw open Sophie’s door, trying to hide the terror behind her smile. "Hey, baby. How’s your doll?"

Sophie looked up with a grin. "She's ready for the ball."

Elena stepped inside and subtly scanned the room. Nothing looked out of place. No open windows. No forced doors. But the camera had to be here. Watching, and waiting.

"Can you help Mommy find the earring I dropped earlier?" she asked, crouching to the floor.

Sophie nodded and slid to the rug.
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