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Chapter 95: The Enemy at the Door POV: Ethan

Penulis: Ij Gabriel
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“Amelia?”

Her name slipped out before I could stop it. The space beside me was empty, the bedsheets cool and bunched. Only the faintest trace of her scent lingered on the pillow—something floral and familiar, like jasmine on warm skin. I sat up slowly, blinking against the thin morning light that leaked through the curtains.

I waited for a sound, well the creak of the bathroom door, the distant clang of dishes in the kitchen, a footstep but nothing came.

I got out of bed and pulled on the closest shirt, wincing as I put weight on my leg. The old injury still liked to remind me it was there. I limped through the hallway, calling her name again.

“Amelia?”

The guest room was empty. So was the kitchen, the patio. Even the laundry room, though I didn’t know what I was expecting to find there.

By the time I stepped outside, my chest felt tight with unease. The air smelled of salt and sun, the sky too clear, too still for the way my thoughts raced. Something didn’t feel right.

And then I he
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