HAZEL’S POVThe house felt different the moment Blaine left. It felt quieter and lighter. Like something heavy has been lifted from it even if it was only temporary.I stood by the window, watching as his car disappeared down the long drive, my arms wrapped tightly around myself without realizing it. I didn’t move until the gates closed behind him, sealing him out of the house. That was the time I exhaled and reached for my phone on the table beside me.My fingers hesitated for a fraction of a second before dialing. He was my dad's number. He had written it for me on the piece of paper earlier before Marta’s call came in.He answered on the first ring.“Hazel,” my father said immediately. “Are you safe? I was expecting your call to come in yesterday but it never did.”“For now I am safe but I don't know how long that will last.” I said softly, glancing toward the hallway even though I knew I was alone. “What’s happening on your end?”There was a brief pause before his voice came thro
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