CHAPTER 4 I’M NOT HER. The new room was smaller… I realized it the moment I opened my eyes. It had a smaller bed, a smaller fireplace, and smaller walls closing tighter around me, like the house itself had grown tired of my attempts to escape. And oh… the windows no longer opened. I stood in front of them anyway, my fingertips pressing uselessly against the cold glass while the lake stretched endlessly beyond it. My reflection stared back faintly at me through the window. Pale skin, hollow eyes, tangled dark hair… I barely looked human anymore. Only three days inside this house, and already it felt like pieces of me were disappearing quietly into the walls. Everything here ran with terrifying precision. Breakfast arrived at eight, lunch at one, and dinner at seven. The guards rotated every four hours, and every night, just before midnight, footsteps stopped outside my door and remained there for exactly thirty seconds before walking away again. At some point, I st
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