Chapter 62 New Home

• Alissia POV
• I linger, staring at the wall of monitors. Blake’s words echo through my mind, and the weight of them settles heavy in my chest. When I saw his setup, it felt so clear—he was watching other people live while he remained in the shadows, an observer in his own life. I’d blurted it out without thinking, but his response hit a nerve I didn’t know I had.
• “Your reason for not living was that living means giving up some power? Getting a job would mean giving up control. Making real friends again? That would be surrendering more power. And a relationship? That’s the ultimate surrender of control, even in the little moments.” He watches me, a question lurking in his gaze, one I don’t want to answer.