And yet… I wasn’t happy.
I lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling. My chest felt heavy, like something was pressing down on me.
Why did I feel this way? Why did it bother me so much?
Theo was my enemy. He had hurt me, taken everything from me. I should have felt relief knowing he was suffering.
But all I felt was… confusion.
I closed my eyes, trying to push the thoughts away. But no matter how hard I tried, the image of the report stayed in my mind. The words were clear. Theo was running out of time.
And no one knew.
A sudden knock on the door made me jump. My heart pounded as I sat up quickly.
Who could it be?
Before I could say anything, the door opened.
It was Theo.
He stepped inside, his sharp eyes locking onto mine. The room suddenly felt smaller, the air heavier.
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