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Mona

I trembled on my bed, haunted by the memories of Christopher's room. The muffled sounds, the cries... My mind raced with terrifying possibilities.

I chewed on my fingernails, anxiously wondering what Christopher was capable of. Was I in danger? Would I become his next target?

The thought sent chills down my spine, and I knew I had to escape – leave the pack before things escalated