ELENA’S POV

I barely slept the rest of the night. I was wide awake, gripping a butter knife that I found in the cabinet of the motel. When the first rays of sunrise slipped through the blinds, I was so tired that my eyes started to shut.

But, to be safe, I looked out the blinds and checked the environment. I noticed that there was a truck parked outside that wasn’t there when I first checked in. I told myself not to be paranoid. Anyone could have checked in after me. I had to relax.

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