Hazel blinked awake, her eyes heavy from sleep. She sat up, the room empty. Francisco was gone, but a note lay waiting on the table.She picked it up.Eat on time, my love.Her chest tightened at the words.Love?She scoffed, rolling her eyes, masking whatever stirred inside her. With a sigh, she stood, her face cold, refusing to care. She pushed the door open.Guards filled the hall, their eyes sharp, their presence suffocating. Ignoring them, Hazel made her way to the library, craving the silence of books.Downstairs, Lily carried a tray with steaming chicken soup, Francisco’s order for Hazel. She balanced it carefully, her steps light as she moved toward the stairs.But just as she lifted her foot to climb, a sudden crack split the air.Gunshots.Lily’s brows shot up at the sound. Before she could react, the front door slammed open, and a storm of bullets ripped through the air.The tray slipped from her hands, crashing to the floor. She leapt aside with sharp, trained movements. Y
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