Carla stood outside the condo.
Black hoodie. Dark glasses. A trembling hand in her jacket pocket, wrapped tightly around something sharp.
She had been there for thirty minutes.20Please respect copyright.PENANAfZDdjAIvMO
Watching.20Please respect copyright.PENANASrLhfUKZkO
Waiting.
Watching her.
Jaimie.
The girl who took everything.20Please respect copyright.PENANA3vfmwmc9IF
The man.20Please respect copyright.PENANA1JSUCwxirm
The boy.20Please respect copyright.PENANAomFLoR9RvY
The life Carla had built in her head and claimed as hers.
Now this girl had it all.
Even his baby.
Carla's chest rose and fell with uneven breaths.20Please respect copyright.PENANAC8lsxEWT43
She had followed Jaimie from the OB-GYN clinic earlier.20Please respect copyright.PENANA4LGC6h1laB
She had watched her eat alone at the small café afterward.20Please respect copyright.PENANAeyoVO1bEcR
She had seen EJ laughing beside her.20Please respect copyright.PENANAHCcdM88ETB
Buying her soup.20Please respect copyright.PENANABImveaXKkt
Touching her elbow like it belonged to him.
But it didn't.20Please respect copyright.PENANAnzcWXA1GHL
None of this did.
Carla smiled tightly.20Please respect copyright.PENANAOQZjTUq6oK
They called her crazy.20Please respect copyright.PENANASlQ0ggnKIV
But she wasn't crazy.
She was the only one who saw the truth.
And now?
Now she would make the truth undeniable.
She started walking.
Each step toward the condo lobby was slow, deliberate.
She could hear her own heartbeat, fast and wild.
Her fingers gripped the cold steel in her pocket tighter.
She could already see it—
Jaimie's face.
That look of surprise.
The screams.
The blood.
"Now we're even," Carla whispered.
Tedd (Later that afternoon)
I was halfway through packing when something inside me froze.
A cold wave crept up the back of my neck. My hands stopped folding the shirt in my lap.
Something wasn't right.
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Only feel.
I grabbed my phone and called my father.
He answered on the third ring.
"Dad. Where's Jaimie?"
A pause.
"She's home, I think. Why?"
"Is Max with her?"
"No, he's still with us in Isabela."
"Call her. Right now."
"Tedd, what—"
"Something's wrong." My voice was louder now, frantic. "Carla. I haven't heard from her since yesterday. No threats. No messages. Nothing."
"So?"
"She always says something. When she's quiet—she's planning."
I was already grabbing my car keys.
I called the guard station next.
"Sir Tedd?" the security guard asked.
"Please tell me Ms. Jaimie hasn't had any strange visitors today."
Another pause.
"Well... there was one woman earlier."
I stopped cold. "Describe her."
"Didn't get her face. Hoodie. Sunglasses. She stood outside for a while, then walked toward the lobby, but then left before we could stop her."
My entire body clenched.
I slammed the phone shut and cursed out loud.
Too close. Way too close.
I threw my bag into the trunk and started the engine.
My heart thundered in my chest.20Please respect copyright.PENANAddVWzTzS5c
Images flooded my mind—Jaimie alone in the elevator.20Please respect copyright.PENANAJpruOnrkbg
A knock at the door.20Please respect copyright.PENANAi3lKgGZ9ef
A scream.
No.
No.
Not again.
"I'm coming, Jae," I whispered, accelerating. "Please—just hold on."
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