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Chapter 26: The Cycle Continues

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Ethan tried to convince himself that what he had seen meant nothing. That it wasn’t his business. That Sienna was just another neighbor—nothing more, nothing less. But no matter how much he willed himself to forget, the images wouldn’t leave him.

Every time he closed his eyes, he saw her standing in the doorway, bathed in warm light, her robe slipping just enough to reveal the curve of her thigh. He heard the soft murmur of her voice, the teasing lilt of her laughter, the way she looked straight at his door, as if daring him to keep watching.

And then the worst part—the men.

Different men. Different nights.

It became a cycle, an agonizing routine he couldn’t escape.

At first, he told himself he wasn’t paying attention. That the sounds of footsteps outside his door were just part of the normal rhythm of apartment life. But soon, it became impossible to ignore. He started noticing the pattern—the way they came late at night, their shoes expensive, their presence confident. Some of them
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