Juliette POV
The weekend had drawn to a close, and I stood in the middle of the hotel room, folding my clothes with deliberate precision. Each item tucked away was a reminder of how far I had come—and how far I still had to go.
My phone sat on the bedside table, the message from last night still glaring back at me like a challenge. “Don’t let your guard down. Harrison is watching your every move.”
I no longer flinched when these anonymous messages appeared. They had become a cruel but familiar pattern in my life. Instead of succumbing to fear, I felt a simmering resolve. Whoever was behind them knew too much about my life—too much about Harrison and me. It wasn’t just a coincidence.
I clenched my fists, my jaw tightening. If I was going to protect Lily, I needed to be brave. I couldn’t
