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Chapter 3

Author: Victory Cake
Soon, faint, broken breaths slipped out of the studio.

Maybe it was the flickering candles, or the way her body moved, but something about the way Enya looked at Damien felt... off.

He didn't notice.

His voice came out rough, uneven, soaked in pleasure. "Babe... never thought I'd get to call you that. Even if I can't give you a title right now, I can give you more than before."

Enya looked completely gone, cheeks flushed, voice soft and syrupy. "...Damien, I didn't know how to cherish someone before. Now I do."

Her arms tightened around his neck. "But... ah... I might not be able to stay with you long, because of my illness—"

Damien cut her off, catching her lips. His voice slipped out between uneven breaths. "Don't say that. I've got money. I'll make sure you're okay."

I pressed back against the hallway wall, trying to outrun the dull ache in my chest with a flood of thoughts.

She didn't smell like a body. She had a shadow. A solid presence. She breathed.

She wanted to get better, to live... or maybe she was after Damien's money?

Nothing made sense.

My temples throbbed. A chill crept over my skin.

I didn't even notice when the studio went dead quiet.

The live comments blew up with warnings:

[Sadie! Enya noticed you!]

[Run, run! Doesn't matter what she is—just get out!]

[Oh shit! Too late! Enya's opening the door! Sadie, turn around!]

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