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Aria’s POV***My heart was still beating very fast.I kept staring at the old wooden door. The sound I heard was soft, but it was real. Someone or something had moved inside that room. I was sure of it.“What was that?” I asked. My voice came out shaky. “What made that noise?”No one answered me at first.I turned to look at my father. His face was full of worry. His eyes were wide and his mouth was slightly open, like he had heard the same thing I did. He looked scared for me.Adrian stood a little behind him. His face was confused. He kept looking at the door, then at his father, then back at the door. He didn’t look like he understood what was happening either.Victor Blackwood finally moved. He stepped closer to the door and placed one hand on the wood. His face went back to that same calm look he always wore.“There’s nothing in the room,” he said quietly. “It’s probably just roaches. Old houses like this always have them.”I stared at him in disbelief. “Roaches?”Adrian looked

Adrian’s POV***The question my father asked stayed in my head like a heavy stone that refused to move.“Where’s Ethan?”It made me uncomfortable. Really uncomfortable. The kind of uncomfortable that sat deep in my stomach and made my shoulders feel tight. Because the truth was simple and clear… I did not know where Ethan was either. That fact alone already felt wrong.Ethan was always around. Always close by. Always ready when I needed him. He was the one person in this big cold house who never made me feel like I had to measure every word before I spoke. He had been with me through late nights at the office, through difficult meetings, through the quiet evenings when this mansion felt more like a museum than a home. But right now, after everything that had happened tonight, he was nowhere to be seen. And that absence felt louder than any noise.I looked at my father. He was still standing in the middle of the long hallway, waiting for my answer. The soft yellow lights above us made

Aria’s POV***My whole body would not stop shaking.I stood in the middle of the hallway with my arms wrapped tightly around myself. The place where Lily’s body had been was now empty, but I could still see her in my head. Her open eyes. The blood on the stairs. The way she lay so still. Every time I blinked, the picture came back stronger. My stomach felt sick. My legs felt weak. I was scared in a way I had never felt before in my life.Adrian stood in front of me. His face looked worried and confused at the same time. When I asked him again where Ethan was, he took a small breath like the question made him uncomfortable deep inside.“He… he probably went to check something,” Adrian said. His voice was not steady at all. “Maybe the security cameras. Or the damaged part of the house from the fire. He does that sometimes when things go wrong. He likes to make sure everything is okay.”I stared at him with wide eyes. “That is weird,” I said. My voice was still full of fear and it came

Adrian’s POV***The words my father said to Aria kept ringing inside my head like a bell that would not stop.“If you leave this house, your father will lose his company.”Those words made me angry. Really angry. The kind of angry that sat deep in my chest and made my hands feel tight. I watched Aria walk up the stairs with tears still on her face and something heavy pressed down on me. She already saw me as a villain. She already looked at me like I was part of the danger in this house. And now my own father had just made it worse in front of everyone. He used her father’s company like a weapon. He used her pain like a tool.I turned to Ethan first. My voice was low but hard.“Why were you absent during all of this?” I asked him. “A servant was murdered in this house. Aria was screaming so loud the whole place heard her. And you only show up after everything is over, wiping your hands with a handkerchief and talking about wires. Explain it properly. I want to understand.”Ethan open

Adrian’s POV***I didn't answer her question. I was already tired. We both got into the car and I started driving.“Adrian, why did you ask? She asked me again.“Nothing. Just wanted to know.” I answered and kept driving.The two cars stayed behind us.I could see them clearly in the rearview mirror. One black. One dark grey. They kept the same distance the whole time. Not too close. Not too far. Just enough to make it clear they were not going anywhere.Aria kept looking at the side mirror. Then she turned and looked through the back window. Her hands were tight on her bag. Her breathing was not steady. I could feel the fear coming from her without her saying a word.“Why are they still following us?” she asked. Her voice was low but full of fear. “Adrian, answer me. Why are those cars behind us?”I kept my eyes on the road for a second. Then I looked at the mirror again. The cars were still there. Same speed. Same position.“They are with us,” I said.She turned to me fast. “What d