ARIA POVI woke up on the floor duvet with the blanket tangled around my knees.Right side, like always, hand tucked under the pillow, hair stuck to my cheek. The hallway light was still on, soft and yellow, and the kitchen was dark. Chicago gray pressed against the window, not Milan white. Cold, even through glass.For a second my heart jumped, because I thought I was still in 1408. Floor duvet, that thin yellow line under 1208's door, the closet with the cut in my dress. Then the heater clicked in Tower and I remembered. Private elevator, no lobby, no cameras. Vale Tower.I sat up slow, bare feet finding the cold floor, then the warm patch where the heater had been running all night. The blanket slipped off my shoulders and pooled in my lap.Isabella was already in the kitchen. Blazer, no makeup, coffee gone cold in her hand. She doesn't do pajamas. She does blazer at six in the morning, phone face-down on the counter."Sleep okay?" she asked, her voice low, not the Vale voice she u
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