Day three at the cabin, I almost forget why we're here.Almost.Ivy wakes us at dawn. Wants to explore the woods. Lucien makes her promise to stay where we can see her, then lets her go.We watch from the porch. Coffee in hand. Ivy collecting pine cones and singing to herself."She's happy," Lucien says."She doesn't know we're hiding.""Maybe that's better. Let her have this. Two weeks of adventure before reality comes back.""And when reality comes back?""We deal with it. Together."The routine develops quickly. Mornings, Ivy explores. Afternoons, we hike or play cards or read. Evenings, we cook together and tell stories by the fire.It's almost normal. Almost peaceful.Except for the constant checking of phones. The jumping at every sound. The knowledge that this is temporary.Day five, Marcus calls."Still no sign of Julian. His credit cards haven't been used. His phone is off. He's gone completely dark.""That's not comforting.""I know. But it also means he's not actively hunti
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