The message remained on Elena’s screen.
YOU WERE NEVER ALONE.
She read it once.
Then again.
The words refused to change.
Rain fell harder across East Garden, striking the shattered stone paths and broken windows with a rhythm that made the abandoned estate feel strangely alive.
Her fingers tightened around the phone until they hurt.
Someone had taken that photograph only minutes earlier.
Someone had watched every step she had taken inside East Garden.
Every conversation.
Every expression.
Every secret.
She slowly lifted her eyes.
The ruined mansion stood silent behind her.
Its broken windows reflected nothing.
Yet she could no longer shake the feeling that unseen eyes were staring back.
Adrian reached for the phone.
“Let me see.”
She handed it to him without speaking.
Hi
