Shattered Silence
The changing room is spacious, with mirrors on all three walls reflecting every angle.
“Nya, hurry up! Neha’s starving!” Anita yelled from outside.
I stepped inside and locked the door, but the second I turned around, I gasped. My back hit something—or rather, someone—hard.
“Nya, are you okay? Want me to come in and help?” Anita’s voice sounded concerned, but I was frozen.
Hot breath fanned over my ear, trailing down to my neck, making my skin crawl. My voice was stuck in my throat, my body stiff like a statue. I felt the faintest brush of someone’s nose against my neck, sending chills through me.
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