Chapter 175


Chapter 175:

Katrina stopped in her tracks, her keen eyes darting through the shadows. Out of nowhere, a sudden gust of wind swept past. The door creaked, nudging softly against the frame, the sound startlingly loud in the quiet of the night.

Her expression didn’t waver, radiating an icy calm that hinted at an underlying menace.

Turning back into the villa, she closed the balcony door firmly. Holding the spare phone in her grip, she began descending the stairs.

The master bedroom was eerily silent, the only sound coming from running water in the bathroom. Katrina’s eyes flicked to the floor—the white tiles were pristine and bone-dry. She approached the bathroom door, gave it a light knock, and leaned in to listen, her ear resting against the cool wood.

“Sweetheart?” she called out.

No reply.

Whatever fleeting relief she’d felt earlier evaporated, replaced by a tightening unease curling in her chest.

table and picked up a fruit knife. With the

sweetheart? Are

only response was the persistent hiss of water flowing

doorknob, her other

imagination thrives

blade was sharp—sharp enough to pierce a chest and sever an

She

like a blueprint.

Katrina’s sudden entrance, he

going on? I’m just taking a

the knife

you. Why didn’t

returned his attention to the

chess on my phone. Didn’t

forced a nervous

thought something had happened,

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