~CHAPTER NINETY EIGHT~
I reach for the handle and pull it open.
Nothing. The hallway is empty.
I step out slightly, my eyes scanning both sides, expecting to catch a shadow, a movement, or anything. But there’s no one. Just silence stretching down the corridor like it’s hiding something.
I frown, unsettled.
Then I step back in and close the door quietly.
“That’s weird,” I say, turning back to Cassie. “I could swear someone was there.”
“Me too,” she replies, her voice lower now, her eyes still fixed on the door like she doesn’t trust it.
For a moment, neither of us speaks.
Then I walk back to the bed and sit down again, this time slower, more thoughtful.
“I know you don’t support this,” I begin, my voice dropping, more serious now. “But just… keep it down. No one can find out abou
