Chapter 5
Chapter 5
The evening air turned sharp and still, as if the whole town was holding its breath. Elias parked his car at the end of Birch Lane, his headlights cutting through the deepening twilight like a blade. He hadn't gone home. He couldn't. Every empty room, every quiet corner felt like a trap waiting to snap shut. Instead, he'd driven past Lyra's house three times already — slow, careful, never lingering long enough to draw attention. Her windows glowed warm with golden light. Curtains drawn. Everything still. Everything safe.
But safe never lasted long enough.
At ten minutes past midnight, his phone buzzed once. Not a message — a single, silent incoming call that ended before he could even press answer. Then another. And a third. Each one lasting exactly three seconds. Each one coming from her number.
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