The days following her discovery of Harrison’s journal were marked by a strained silence between Amelia and Harrison. They moved through their work at Blake Industries, like actors performing a script, their conversations polite but distant. Every interaction was loaded with tension, every touch tainted by doubt. Amelia’s mind was a storm of conflicting emotions. She wanted to confront Harrison, to force him to explain himself, but fear and uncertainty held her back.
Late one evening, after the office had emptied and the building had gone quiet, Amelia sat alone in her office, staring at the city lights through the glass walls. She couldn’t escape the feeling of being trapped, of the walls closing in around her. Harrison’s presence loomed in every corner of her mind, his charm and power
