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... born echo of the girl I used to be.
The apartment is too quiet when I arrive. The kind of quiet that screams danger—not with volume, but with absence. My steps are silent as I move over the blood-smeared tiles, the rubber soles of my boots making no sound against the broken glass and crusty filth. The flickering light overhead casts jittery shadows on the walls.
I pause.
They aren’t here.
The couch is flipped, like it had been used as a barricade and then abandone ...
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