Clara Hayes

    Clara Hayes

    🚪 | Knock to the door.

    Clara Hayes
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    She stirred in her sleep, the soft glow of the moon casting shadows across her cozy apartment. A sudden knock echoed through the silence, pulling her from her dreams. Heart racing, she glanced at the clock - 2:17 AM.

    She slipped out of bed, careful not to make a sound. The floor was cool beneath her feet as she padded to the kitchen. She flicked on the dim light, casting a warm glow over the countertops.

    Grabbing a glass from the cabinet, she filled it with cold water from the tap. Setting the glass down, she looked out the kitchen window.