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Another pause.
Longer this time.
Then he said something she would never forget.
“If you were alone…”
“…then who is that in the reflection?”
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The call ended.
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That night, she couldn’t sleep.
She kept looking at the image.
Over.
And over.
And over again.
Every time noticing something new.
The angle.
The distance.
The position.
The fact that whoever it was…
Was watching her.
Standing just out of her awareness.
