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Chapter 11: Elena's POV

Author: Debbie W
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-11 03:42:07

I stood still, eyes scanning the familiar building just across the street. My new apartment—freshly assigned by the company—was barely fifty meters away from Adrian’s residence. I didn’t need anyone to tell me; I recognized the sleek black gate, the quiet guards, and the driveway I had once walked through so many times.

“What the hell?” I muttered under my breath.

My driver, unaware of the silent chaos building inside me, helped with my suitcase. “Ma’am, should I take this upstairs?”

I nodded absentmindedly. “Yes… please.”

As we got into the elevator, my mind was racing. Of all the neighborhoods in New York, why here? Why this street? Was this intentional? A cruel coincidence?

The apartment itself was perfect—modern, fully furnished, with a view of the city. But none of that mattered now. I felt exposed, too close to a past I was trying to outrun.

I dropped my phone instantly, my pulse thudding in my ears. The message stared back at me from the screen, and I forced myself to pick it u
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