The storm had passed, leaving the city damp and quiet, but Lena’s mind was far from calm. The events of the past weeks pressed against her like a weight she couldn’t shrug off. Even the penthouse, usually a place of comfort, now felt suffocating.She walked slowly toward the balcony, the glass sliding open with a soft push. The skyline stretched before her—an ocean of lights glimmering through the early morning haze. Everything looked peaceful, orderly, untouchable.Yet peace was a lie.She wrapped her arms around herself and closed her eyes, letting the faint scent of rain linger in her lungs. She could still feel the tremor in her hands from the night before, from the fear, from Zane’s sudden intervention at the gallery.Her phone buzzed sharply on the marble countertop. She grabbed it instinctively, heart leaping. A message. A single line:“Be careful who you trust.”No name. No number she recognized. Just that cold, menacing warning. Her chest tightened.Footsteps in the hallway m
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