Silence after Story
There is always a silence— The kind that feels unnatural. Heavy. Still. Like the air itself is waiting. --- Alisa felt it the moment Caitlin stepped into the room. Something had changed. Not just in her presence— But in the way the room reacted to her. --- Eight months. Eight long months since betrayal. Since guilt. Since that night that never truly left them. --- And now— She was here. Standing in front of them. Stronger. Sharper. Dangerous in a way that couldn’t be explained. --- Caitlin walked toward Alisa first. A soft smile on her lips. Too soft. Too controlled. --- She opened her arms. And hugged her. --- CAITLIN (whispering softly) “Hey, darling… you look thin. I believe Raffelo has been using all his power on you.” --- The words sounded light. P
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