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Penulis: King Emerald
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SOPHIA

“Sophia, open up!”

The knocks grew louder. Sharper. More desperate.

I didn’t flinch.

I was already curled in the chair by the window, knees drawn to my chest, hands wrapped around a half-filled glass of water I hadn’t even sipped. It was warm now. Like everything in this apartment. Stale. Quiet. Grieving.

My apartment was dim. Quiet, except for the old ceiling fan humming above me like a warning. The curtains were drawn, swallowing the sunlight. Half-packed boxes from when I thought I might run. A withered plant on the windowsill. The place smelled like stale coffee and yesterday’s fear. Dishes I never touched sat cold in the sink. A takeout bag wilted on the counter. I hadn’t eaten. Couldn’t.

“What does he want now?” I whispered to no one. My voice was hoarse. Distant. Like it didn’t belong to me anymore.

I was done.

Done with the deal.

Done exposing Ricci.

The words echoed in my head, even as the ache in my chest laughed at me.

“I know you’re in there, Sophia! I can hear the
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