Chapter 133

• Ken's laptop keys clicked softly as he worked, his eyes half-focused, trying to distract himself from everything happening around him.
• Andrew was seated nearby, keeping an eye on him. He had been staying in Ken’s room lately to ensure everything was okay, especially after the last incident and when Cynthia wasn’t around. Cynthia hadn’t been able to stick around much; she was quietly planning something she didn’t want anyone to know about.
• That morning, she got up early, dressed neatly, and stood in front of the mirror for a moment, as if preparing for what was to come. She grabbed her bag and headed to Ken’s room.