Chapter 27 - Everything is hers, not yours.

Lilianna

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Last night was a sleepless torment. The mere thought of Marco sharing the same bed kept me wide awake, staring at the ceiling with a sense of dread gnawing at my insides. Every creak of the bed, every rustle of the sheets, felt like an opening to another assault.

I remained on edge, my senses heightened, listening for the slightest movement from his side of the bed.

As his alarm went off, I kept my eyes closed, feigning sleep as Marco stirred awake. I listened intently as he went through his morning routine, the sound of his shower and the shuffle of his clothes punctuating the silence of the room. Only when I heard the click of the door signaling that he was gone did I dare to open my eyes, relief washing over me momentarily.

With Marco out of the room, I finally dared to leave the bed, my limbs heavy with exhaustion. I dragged myself over to the closet, unsure if I even had suitable attire to wear in this unfamiliar place.

Opening the wardrobe, I was greeted by its