The knock on the door was soft.Almost polite.But the moment Lydia heard it, every ounce of color drained from her face.Her stomach dropped.No.No.No.She had been expecting him.She had sent the message.She knew this was the plan.Yet now that the moment had arrived, panic gripped her completely.Across the room, Eva frowned."Lydia?"Lydia couldn't answer.The knock came again.Three gentle taps.Her hands began to shake.Eva immediately noticed."What is it?"Still no answer."Lydia?"Slowly, Lydia rose from the couch.Her legs felt weak.Like they might give out beneath her.Every step toward the door felt heavier than the last.Her breathing became shallow.Fast.God.What had she done?When she finally reached the door, her hand hovered over the handle.For one brief second, she considered not opening it.Pretending nobody was home.Pretending she wasn't there.But it was too late for that.Far too late.With trembling fingers, she unlocked the door.And opened it.The mome
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