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Chapter 10: The Threat in the Mirror

Author: G. M. Liora
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-31 05:43:07

The photo sat on the nightstand like a sleeping ghost, still whispering threats even in silence. Bliss hadn’t moved it. She’d simply stared at it for hours the night before, then drifted into a restless sleep where shadows spoke in riddles and mirrors refused to reflect.

Now the morning sun streamed across the room, casting golden light on the edges of the manila envelope. She blinked awake, her pulse already racing before she sat up.

The back of the photo still read: “You think the cameras are your biggest threat?”

She stared at it for a long time, then slowly slipped it back into the envelope. Her fingers lingered on the seal, tempted to throw it in the trash, burn it, or mail it to nowhere. But that would be running. She’d done enough of that.

She grabbed her bag and slid the envelope inside.

Damon didn’t need to know. Not yet. Not until she figured out what this was really about. If she told him, she knew exactly what would happen. He’d pull her from the set, lock the doors, place
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