Burning Echoes

CADE

Hazel draws closer to me as we walk towards the seats, her fingers tightening around mine.

"Cade," she says, "there were two men earlier. Near the back. They kept looking at us. Something felt... off."

I glance around without making it obvious, my instincts already sharpening. The place is crowded, filled with couples and groups laughing under the string lights. But I'm uneasy now.

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