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26: I told him
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2026-06-11 09:00:23VALERIE’S POV:
For a moment, nobody moved.
The door stood open behind Patryk, letting in the stale hallway air and something colder with it. Fear. It slipped into the apartment like smoke, curling around my throat.
Marek stood between us, one hand still on the doorframe, his body half-turned away from me. His shirt was wrinkled from the couch, his hair slightly disordered from where my fingers had been tangled in it moments ago.
Moments ago.
Before the k
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The room became colder.Marek went rigid.Patryk’s breathing quickened.My breath caught.Wiktor pressed the blade beneath the apple’s skin.“I would begin here,” he said, tracing a circle around the stem. “Not deep. Deep cuts are wasteful. The trick is to separate the skin from the flesh without tearing it.”A thin green ribbon curled away from the apple.“Slowly. Around and around. One continuous strip, if the hand is steady.”The peel lengthened between his fingers.“Imagine Santiago opening a box and finding something delicate inside. Something pale. Soft. Still warm, perhaps.”Patryk made a strangled sound.Wiktor glanced at him, amused, then kept peeling.“I would start at your shoulder,” he told me calmly. “A neat incision. Then work downward, following the arm. Across the ribs. Around the waist.”The knife circled the fruit.
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Patryk parked the Mercedes in front of a large, white-stoned industrial building with roses growing wild in front of it, enclosed behind dark iron gates. The tall windows glowed with amber light, and ivy climbed the walls untamed. The gravel path leading to the house curved around a fountain where marble angels poured water from broken urns.Angels. Their faces were smooth, empty, and blind.I stared at them as Patryk killed the engine.Beside me Marek was silent. He had barely spoken during the drive. His hand rested on his thigh, fingers curled loosely. But I could see the tension in his knuckles, his jaw and his shoulders.As if delivering me to Wiktor was already hurting him.Good. He should feel the weight of it.And I hoped he wouldn’t be able to look himself in the mirror afterwards.For a moment no one moved.The silence inside the car was deafening.Then Marek opened the door.“Out,” he said. His voice was rough.I didn’t move. My body was frozen.Even Patryk was frozen in hi
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VALERIE’S POV:Get dressed.The words stayed in the air between us, colder than the apartment, colder than the fear crawling beneath my skin.For a moment, I didn’t move.I just stared at Marek, searching for the man who had given me water. The man who had draped a duvet over my legs. The man who had looked at me like maybe, just maybe, I was something he hadn’t meant to ruin.But he was gone.The wolf stood in his place.His eyes were empty now. Guarded. Icy.A soldier preparing to carry out an order he hated.Patryk lingered by the door, pale and restless, his hands curling into fists at his sides. He looked younger than before. Smaller somehow. Like fear had peeled years off him.“Marek,” he said quietly. “Maybe we still have time to think of something.”Marek didn’t look at him. “No.”“But if Santiago is already looking for her, maybe we could
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