Chapter 1:The bathroom was the only place I could escape to.The party was in full swing downstairs — laughter, music, and the clinking of glasses. My mother's voice carried up the stairs, bright and cheerful. My stepfather's deep laugh rumbled through the walls. Everyone was having a wonderful time.Everyone except me.I leaned against the sink, staring at my reflection in the mirror, my cheeks were flushed and my eyes were bright. I looked nervous. I looked terrified. I looked like I was about to bolt.I had been hiding in here for twenty minutes, and the door was locked. The room was small — just a sink, a toilet, and a shower. The walls were pale blue, the mirror was framed in silver, and a single candle flickered on the counter, launching dancing shadows across the tiles.It wasn't much. But it was safe.Or so I thought.I heard the door handle turn.I froze. My heart stopped, and my breath caught
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