Semua Bab ECHOES OF THE PAST : Bab 1 - Bab 4

The first thing I feel is warmth. A heavy, familiar weight draped over my waist. A soft breath against my neck. For a moment, I almost convince myself it’s just another nightmare. But nightmares don’t feel this real.My eyes snap open.The ceiling above me isn’t the white sterile hospital ceiling I expected.It’s the pale beige ceiling of our old apartment. The one we lived in years ago, when I still believed Evan and I had a future. The curtains flutter in the soft morning breeze from the cracked window. The cheap clock on the nightstand ticks steadily, just like it did when we couldn’t afford anything better.My heart slams against my ribs.Evan’s arm is wrapped tightly around me, his chest pressed against my back. His breathing is slow, even. He’s asleep.I don’t move. I can’t. I just stare at the wall, trying to understand how I went from bleeding on the floor of a ball room to this. No, this isn't real. I shift slightly, testing the weight of his arm. His hand twitches but doesn’

I don’t move. I don’t even breathe.He’s still standing there across the street, leaning casually against the lamppost like he has nowhere else to be. His black suit absorbs the weak light, but his eyes don’t. They lock on me like he can see throughthe thin curtain, through the walls, straight into my skull. He lifts the phone to his ear again. My phone buzzes on the nightstand.I glance at Evan. He’s still asleep, his arm draped carelessly over the sheets. Oblivious.I grab my phone, hands shaking a little. The screen lights up with a new message. Come outside. My throat tightens. No name, no number, just those two words.My first instinct is to ignore it. But then another message arrives before I can even put the phone down.Before he wakes up. I look at Evan again. His chest rises and falls, steady and calm. The man who killed me sleeps like he’s never done anything wrong.This is insane. I should call the police. I should scream. I should do anything except go outside. But somet