Evelyn woke before the alarm.For a few seconds, the room felt ordinary: cool air, the faint hum of the climate system, Damian’s steady breathing beside her. Then memory returned in a single heavy wave: the safe house, the rotating perimeters, the knowledge that somewhere beyond the reinforced walls people were still spending money and time to keep them visible.She slipped out of bed carefully. Damian stirred but did not fully wake. In the low light, he looked younger, the permanent tension around his eyes softened by sleep. Evelyn stood there longer than she meant to, watching him, before pulling on a sweater and moving quietly into the hall.Catherine was already in the kitchen, hands wrapped around a mug, staring at nothing. She looked up when Evelyn entered and offered a small, tired smile.“You couldn’t sleep either,” Catherine said.“Not really.” Evelyn poured water and leaned against the counter. “Some nights my body forgets we’re supposed to be safe here.”Catherine nodded. “
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