A step away from the past

As I pulled away, Rachel's eyes looked into mine, her face showing regret and sadness. "You're stronger than you think," she whispered. "Remember that." Her words hung in the air as I hugged her back, feeling the warmth of her embrace. I took a deep breath, trying to prepare for what was to come. "Thank you," I whispered, my voice heavy with tears. "For everything." Rachel nodded, her eyes filled with unshed tears. "Now go," she urged, gently pushing me toward the door. "Before it's too late." I took a deep breath and stepped into the unknown, the cold evening air a sharp contrast to the warmth of Rachel's hug. The mansion’s lights flickered behind me, and the shadows seemed to move on their own. As I walked to the hidden exit, every creak of the floor felt loud in the silence. I gripped the envelope tightly, the cold cash feeling like a lifeline in my trembling hand. Walking toward the gate, the weight of the mansion’s secrets pressed down on me. Each step felt like a promise of rebel