Clara POVThe room was quiet. Too quiet, even for my liking. But I liked it that way. Silence was easier to control. Easier to think in. Easier to remember.I sat at my desk, hands folded neatly, my gaze drifting to the dark screen of my phone. Nothing. Still nothing. Perfect. Patience was a virtue, and I had plenty of it.Celyne. The name alone stirred a strange mix of nostalgia and irritation in me. She had always been like this, like some shining star that everyone fell in love with. Even when she was breaking, even when she was falling apart, people noticed her. Alexander, the world… even me, in ways I hated to admit. And yet, they never saw me.I leaned back slightly, letting the leather chair creak under my weight. A soft, humorless smile curved my lips. “You never saw me,” I whispered. Yes, that was the truth. I was always there. Always beside her, always supporting her. Standing in the shadows, quietly present. And she… she had no idea.It had begun years ago, subtly. The laug
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