~Owen POV~ At Haven hotel, room 1001. The door creaked open. Swiftly, I shifted my gaze away from the space to the man stepping into the room. I kept my eyes on him, watching as he shrugged off his jacket, tossed it onto the bed, and headed for the bathroom. Halfway there, something, perhaps instinct made him pause. He turned, his eyes now locking onto my figure seated calmly by the open window, half-draped in darkness. He froze, nearly jumping out of his own skin. I could see dread wrap around him as he shivered from where he stood. He must be desperately wishing the ground to open and swallow him whole rather than have a man with a horrifying scar on his face stare back at him. Immediately, he rushed backwards, fumbling until his hands grasped the door handle. His eyes widened in terror as he pointed at me with trembling fingers. "Who are you?" He demanded, frantically fishing his phone from his pocket, probably, to confirm the room number. Perhaps seeing he was in t
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