Chapter 7 (The Basement Truth)
176 Words
That night, Naya couldn’t stay in the room.
The silence of the mansion felt like pressure on her chest.
Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Cassian’s face in the mirror again.
Not hers anymore.
His.
She got up quietly and moved through the dark hallway.
Something pulled her downward.
Not curiosity anymore.
Instinct.
The basement door was slightly open again.
She didn’t hesitate this time.
She stepped inside.
Cold air hit immediately.
The basement was different from the rest of the mansion.
No luxury.
No beauty.
Only steel, locks, and silence.
She moved deeper.
Then she saw it again.
The room of files.
This time, she walked straight to the table.
Her fingers hovered over documents.
Names. Faces. Transactions. Secret codes.
Cassian Blackwood was connected to things she didn’t understand.
Dangerous things.
Illegal things.
Her chest tightened.
Then—
A sound behind her.
Slow footsteps.
Controlled.
“You really don’t listen, do you?”
Naya turned instantly.
Serena stood in the doorway again.
Watching her.
Like she had been expecting her all along.
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