Chapter 19 A New Version Of You

• MAx***
• The cold of the house seeped into my bones, each step I took through its hollow corridors echoing like a warning. The mansion felt like a tomb, not just for the silence that hung in the air, but for the weight of everything unspoken between us. I couldn’t stop thinking about her—the way she looked at me, her eyes filled with fear, pain, and something I couldn’t quite place… But it felt like I was losing her, slipping through my fingers.
• I couldn’t blame her. Not really. She had no reason to trust me. And yet, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was losing her, slipping through my fingers like sand.