Betty's POV My heart raced uncontrollably, and sweat poured down my body, washing away the soap lingering on my skin. I felt exposed, vulnerable, and strangely aware that every sound in the apartment seemed amplified. The knock at the door had rattled me, and now the air seemed thick with tension. Jack, noticing my panic, removed his hand from my mouth, letting me breathe freely. A sudden surge of relief passed through me, quickly replaced by dread as my voice escaped before I could stop it. “Oh… no, he found me,” I gasped, my voice trembling. Jack, wrapped in nothing but a towel around his waist, bolted toward the door. I could hear the door creak open, and my stomach sank as a shadowy figure stepped inside. Before I could process anything, the stranger lunged at Jack. A brutal punch connected with his face, and he collapsed onto the floor, blood immediately staining the polished apartment tiles. The man in black didn’t hesitate; his movements were calculated, precise, and terrif
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