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April stirred slightly, the morning sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the bedroom.
Her body stretched as she began to wake. But something felt off—like someone was watching her.
A chill ran down her spine. Her eyes fluttered open, and she gasped.
Richard stood beside the bed, staring down at her with an expression so cold it sent shivers through her.
His hands were tucked into his pants pockets, his sharp blue eyes fixed on her like she was an annoying problem he had to deal with.
April flinched, immediately sitting up, her heartbeat racing.
“W-What are you doing?” she stammered, pulling the blanket up instinctively.
Richard scoffed, tilting his head slightly. “Have you forgotten my instructions already?”
April blinked, her sleepy brain struggl
