The knock came again, slow and deliberate, and for a moment nobody in the apartment moved. The darkness made everything feel unreal. I could hear my own breathing, the faint hum of the city beyond the windows, and the uneven rhythm of Ashton’s heartbeat beneath the hand I had instinctively placed against his chest. Adrian stood a few feet away, staring toward the door as though he could see through it. None of us spoke because we already knew who was standing on the other side. Daniel had finally stopped hiding. After weeks of anonymous messages, photographs, half truths, and warnings, he was standing outside the door with the confidence of someone who believed he still controlled the story.“Open the door, Adrian.”His voice sounded calm.That was what frightened me.Ashton’s fingers tightened around mine. “Don’t.”Adrian looked at him. “If we don’t open it, he’ll find another way in.”“Let him.”“You don't understand.”
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