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I gripped the phone tighter, my throat suddenly dry.
“Kayde… it’s late,” I said softly, all the earlier defiance drained from my voice. “I’m safe here with Riley and Kane. I can just come back in the morning—”
“You’re not listening,” he cut me off, his voice eerily calm. “You can walk out that door on your own, or I can come in and get you. Your choice, little ghost.”
My heart ceased in my chest. He was outside? I swallowed hard, the fight leaving me completely. “I’ll… I’ll come out.”
“Good girl,” he murmured. “You have two minutes.”
The call ended, and I stood frozen for a second, staring at the phone in my hand before walking back into the living room on shaky legs. Riley and Kane immediately lowered the TV volume, both of them watching me with concern.
“I have to go,” I said
