Kayla’s POVThe darkness pressed down like a suffocating blanket, thick and endless. My breath came in jagged gasps, my heart pounding so loudly it felt like it could give me away.That voice still rang in my ears, soft, taunting, chilling.“Say it, Kayla. Say my name.”I spun toward the sound, my body trembling uncontrollably. My lips parted, but no words escaped. Every shadow in the room seemed alive, every corner a threat.Damien’s hand brushed mine in the dark, steadying me. “Stay close,” he whispered. His voice was sharp, protective, but I could hear the tremor beneath it.Liam’s tone cut through the blackness, furious and demanding. “Show yourself! Stop hiding like a coward!”Silence answered.And then—footsteps. Slow. Heavy. Inside the apartment.I gasped, clutching Damien’s arm. My body curled protectively around my stomach as if my trembling hands could shield the baby from the monster stalking me.The footsteps stopped. A breath brushed my ear, hot, close, so close I thought
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