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Then I lean against the door and close my eyes.
I’m alone.
But I’m not lonely.
And I’m not afraid.
Not tonight.
Tonight, I get to be brave.
Chapter 50: Adrian
I’ve learned somethingvery useful over the last few weeks.
People don’t look up.
Not in the city.
Not in the rink.
Not in the hallways.
Not when they’re laughing or scared or clinging to three hockey players like she did today.
They watch the ground.
They watch each other.
They watch their phones.
Not the shadows.
Not me.
I slip through her building’s stairwell as easily as water down a drain.No one passes me.No one questions the hood, the gloves, the clipboard I carry like I belong to maintenance.
