~ Lila ~
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The envelope felt colder than it had any right to be.
I found myself staring at the single word scrawled in black ink—LILA—hoping it might somehow change if I blinked hard enough. It didn’t budge.
My name. No last initial. Just personal enough to send a chill down my spine.
With trembling fingers, I peeled it open.
“You should have stayed away.”
That was all it said. No signature. No symbol. No explanation.
Just a warning.
My heart raced, drowning out my thoughts.
I glanced up and down the hall, suddenly acutely aware of every corner. Every shadow.
But there was nothing. No footsteps. No flicker of movement.
The penthouse was eerily quiet.
Too quiet.
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I backed into my room and slowly shut the door.
Then I locked it.
My breath hitched in my throat, that unco
