Chapter 4

Returning to my suite that night, a chill slithered down my spine as I discovered my wardrobe in disarray. The closet doors stood ajar, clothes haphazardly strewn, and my personal belongings rifled through with reckless abandon. It was a violation, a silent message etched in the chaos that suggested I was never truly alone under this roof. Carefully, I clipped a hidden camera under the dresser, determined to unveil the intruder who dared to invade my sanctuary.

The library was cloaked in shadows, its shelves towering over me like sentinels guarding secrets. Olivia cornered me in the dim glow, her…