Leonard groaned as the weight of the afternoon light hit his eyes.His head pounded, a dull, rhythmic ache that seemed to mock every throb of his pulse.He squinted at the ceiling for a moment, disoriented, then sat up abruptly, regretting it instantly as the room swayed.“What the hell…” he muttered, pressing a hand to his forehead.His throat felt dry, and there was an aftertaste on his tongue, bitter, metallic, unfamiliar.He glanced around. He wasn’t in his apartment.Of course.He sighed, scrubbing his face with both hands. “Perfect,” he grumbled, his voice hoarse. “Just perfect.”His shirt was wrinkled, collar undone, shoes on the floor beside the bed.Lila’s side of the mattress was empty, but he could tell she’d been up for a while, the faint sound of humming came from the kitchen. That hauntingly calm, soft melody she always hummed when she wanted to sound fine.Reaching for his phone, he blinked as the screen lit up. The time read 12:47 PM. His stomach dropped.Six missed ca
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