Chapter 73 The Ghost's Routine

• (POV: Elena)
• One year. Then two. The seasons in Madrid changed outside the small window of my carefully chosen, anonymous apartment. Autumn leaves blew down the narrow street. Winter brought a biting chill. Spring offered a brief burst of green in the tiny, forgotten park nearby. Summer baked the city streets. And Elena Cruz continued to exist, a ghost walking among the living.
• Isabela Montoya was a fading photograph, a name locked away in a dark corner of my mind. Chasing shadows, Mateo Castillo never let up - his pursuit carved deep into Elena’s days. Fear lived there, quiet but sharp, coloring each moment she walked through the world.