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Carlos's heart pounded as Derek uttered the name, "Alisons." His breath hitched slightly, hoping this was enough to save them both.

Alisha's sharp eyes darted from Carlos to Derek. She didn't blink, didn't move for a second, and the silence felt unbearable. The entire room was tense— like a tightrope stretched to its limit. Tommy stood by, arms crossed, watching the entire scene unfold. His expression was unreadable, but it was clear that he was calculating his next move. He wasn’t one to get involved unless absolutely necessary, but when he did, it usually meant the situation had escalated beyond repair.

"Alisons?" Alisha repeated slowly, letting the word hang in the air. She had this dangerous habit of playing with her prey before striking.

Derek shifted uncomfortably, and Carlos could feel the weight of his gaze. He prayed Derek would stay firm, that they’d get through this together. But Alisha wasn’t done. She leaned in closer to Carlos, her perfectly manicured nails tapping rhyth
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