Three Weeks LaterEmilia It had been over three weeks since I moved into the motel, and in a strange way, it felt like a small awakening. Not the kind that comes with happiness, but the kind that forces you to open your eyes whether you want to or not. I had learned how quiet nights could be. I had learned how loud my thoughts were when there was no one around. Most of all, I had learned that I could survive without the mansion, without Julian, without the life I once thought I needed.That evening, I pushed open the glass door of Sunset Lodge again. The familiar scent of cleaning liquid greeted me. The television in the corner was playing a soap opera. Everything looked the same, but I felt different, tired and worn out.I walked toward the reception desk.“Evening, Emilia,” Maddy called out with a bright smile.Maddy had curly brown hair and loud earrings that changed every day. Over the past few weeks, we had grown somewhat close. She talked a lot, and sometimes I needed that dist
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