Semua Bab Until The Lie Loved Me: Bab 11 - Bab 14

Chapter Eleven *Celeste* He made breakfast. The real kind—not toast and eggs, but something thoughtful. French toast soaked just right, berries rinsed and sweet, coffee the way I liked it, even though I never told him how. I sat at the table wrapped in one of his shirts, legs curled under me, quietly studying the man who had become a stranger and a sanctuary in the same breath. He moved around the kitchen like he belonged in it. Like he knew where everything was. The coffee filters. The cinnamon. The chipped mug I always used when I was anxious. And for the first time, something strange whispered across my thoughts. How did he know? I pushed the question down, chasing it with a sip of hot coffee and the memory of his arms around me last night. The way he’d touched me like I was something sacred—not broken. He set a plate in front of me with a small, almost shy smile. “Did I get it right?” I nodded, voice caught in my throat. “Perfect.” He sat across from me, slee

*Celeste* The silence followed me long after I left the room. I closed the door behind me, leaned my back against it, and stared at the hallway like it could offer answers. But the air was heavy. Still. A little too still. The cabin felt like a stranger now. I used to move through it with ease. Now every shadow looked like it might reach for me. Every creak in the floorboards sounded like a threat. I stepped toward the window and pulled the curtain back just an inch. Nothing. Just trees and more trees. No headlights. No footprints in the thin layer of dirt that clung to the porch. But the wrongness? It was there. A pressure I couldn’t shake. Behind me, I heard Elias’ door open. His footsteps were quiet, like always—but I didn’t turn around. “We need to leave,” I said. A pause. “Why?” “I don’t know,” I admitted. “But something’s coming. I can feel it.” --- *Elias* She wasn’t wrong. I’d heard the sound too—barely a whisper in the wind, something offbeat. T