
"Stay," he ordered, every syllable a loaded threat. "Don't even breathe without my permission... or I'll finish what I started in a way you'll remember every time you close your eyes."
The words were etched into Arohi's mind like burns on skin. No matter how far she ran, they followed - whispering in her ears, wrapping around her chest until she could barely breathe. Even now, in her parents' house, surrounded by the people who loved her most, his voice haunted her. It felt like the shadows in the corners of the room were watching her, waiting for him to step through.
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