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“To Stay”
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2025-10-11 15:09:49*Rowan*
Her apartment building was no longer just a residence. It was a fortress.
Guards stood at discreet points, cameras tracked every angle, and the entrance required two-factor biometric clearance now. The floors had been swept, the elevators rewired with emergency overrides only I could activate, and the interior team knew her face better than mine.
Harper watched all of this in silence as we stepped out of the SUV. She clutched her backpack close to her chest, the strap looped around her knuckles. I carried her duffel bag over my shoulder, light, almost insultingly so. Like she hadn’t allowed herself to own much.
“Cameras on stairwell angles were reprogrammed this morning,” I said quietly. “Motion sensors are tied to our internal system now.”
She didn’t respond with words. Just gave a small nod as we entered the building.
“Here,” I led her to the security station on the side of the reception area. “This is Santiago, he is a trusted man
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