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"Elena," he warned softly, his voice low but firm.
Maybe it was because I saw myself in her.
The way she trembled. The way she looked cornered. I knew that feeling too well. That helpless rush when your body wants to run but your legs refuse to obey.
For a second, I forgot everything.
Forgot Elena. Forgot the trap we were waiting for. Forgot that stepping out would expose us.
But I didn’t move beyond standing.
I couldn’t risk it.
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