Before everything broke, Elena Voss believed survival was simple:
Choose the right people.
Trust them.
Stay alive.
Now—
She wasn’t sure the “right people” even existed.
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The city had long vanished behind them.
Darkness swallowed the highway, broken only by distant headlights and the steady rhythm of rain hammering the windshield.
Inside the car, silence pressed in.
Heavy.
Suffocating.
Elena sat rigid, the gun resting in her lap, her thoughts racing faster than the storm outside.
Her husband was dead.
Her best friend had betrayed her.
And the man beside her—
Was still a question she couldn’t answer.
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“Say it,” she said suddenly.
Adrian didn’t look away from the road. “Say what?”
“Whatever truth you’re still hiding.”
A pause.
Then—
“Be specific.”
Her jaw tighten
