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2. Paper, not digital
3. Language: personal, historical
4. Her withdrawal—slow, deliberate
5. The chapel reference
6. My own surveillance—compromised once
7. My grip—slipping
That last one burns.
Because it’s the only one that matters.
If I’d seen it sooner—back then, before she moved in, before I ever touched her, before I ever let her crawl?—
Maybe I’d know what this is.
Who this is.
But I was too focused on being the predator to see the other one.
And now?
Now I’m bleeding trust by the hour.
I open a hidden file—one she doesn’t know exists. One no one knows exists.
And I add a new line:
Contingency Plan: Raven Extraction
