ADRIAN’S POV I didn’t know how long we had been moving through the city. Every step, every shadow, every quiet street felt like a trap waiting to snap. My legs burned, my chest ached, and my head throbbed from the sedatives still lingering in my system. Yet, Noah’s hand never left mine. His grip was firm, steady, unyielding, and for some small part of me, it made the terror tolerable.“Adrian… keep your eyes open. Watch the corners,” Noah whispered, his voice calm but tense. I nodded weakly, blinking against the darkness. I felt like my body was betraying me, like it wanted to collapse in the middle of the street, like I could just… stop. But I couldn’t, not with him watching, not with him carrying me through this nightmare.My head rested lightly against his shoulder as we moved down an empty alley. I could hear the distant hum of the city, faint enough that every little noise, every scuff of shoes, every metal clang, felt amplified, threatening. I swallowed hard, trying to push the
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