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The Key 

Lilith’s POV Lucian was still standing in the living room when silence enveloped the room again. He had not moved an inch since then, nor had I. I remained a few steps away from him, close enough to feel the tension vibrating through him. I swallowed and did my best to keep my face neutral, but my chest felt way too tight, like something was sitting there and refusing to move. He didn’t say anything at first. He just looked at me and then returned his gaze to the phone in his hand. Then, instead of leaving it at the text message, he lifted the phone once again and started to dial. My breath almost stopped at that instant. The ringing appeared twice as loud as it should ordinarily be. Each tone made my stomach drop lower. Lucian decided to be direct now, he was literally calling Isabella. My heart started racing, fast and uneven, my shoulders stiffening without my permission. It did not take long before the call connected. Isabella picked up without delay. I could hear tha

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