Billion Dollar Illusion
The cool air wraps around me like an old friend, brushing over my skin and calming me just slightly.
The dim lighting casts long shadows against the racks of expensive bottles my family has collected over the years. I trail my fingertips along the dusty glass as I walk, trying to steady my breathing.
I reach for a bottle on the nearest shelf...
And then I hear it.
A quiet gasp.
A muffled moan.
A soft sound.
I freeze.
At first, I think it’s my mind playing tricks, old pipes, maybe, or the hum of the cooling system. But then it comes again, louder this time. A breathy, desperate sound. Followed by a low groan.
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