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The rain hammered against the windows of the old Victorian house, mirroring the frantic rhythm of my own heart. It had been three months since Daniel left, three months of…

The rain hammered against the windows of my penthouse apartment, a relentless, insistent rhythm that mirrored the frantic beat of my own heart. I’d been expecting her, of course. Seraphina,…

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The rain hammered against the windows of the sprawling Victorian mansion, a relentless, insistent rhythm mirroring the frantic beat of my heart. Florence, my younger sister, had always been a…

The rain hammered against the windows of the penthouse suite, a relentless rhythm mirroring the frantic beat of my heart. Below, the city lights blurred into a hazy, glittering mess,…