Ghosts and Boundaries

CASSIAN’S POV

The apartment felt wrong the second I stepped through the front door. It carried that strange, suffocating stillness that settles right after a storm rolls through. The air felt heavy in my lungs, deceptively calm, thick with unspoken tension. Hockey practice had drained my physical stamina, but the dead silence kept my mind on high alert.

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