Daniel 's Angel

Chapter 5: chapter 5



Echoes in the Hallway

‎(Daniel's Point of View)

‎I hadn't meant to see him again.

‎After what happened outside my door — after the man in the black hoodie — I told myself to shut everything down. Close the door. Shut the curtains. Lock the world out.

‎But Elian didn't listen to my silence.

‎He came again.

‎This time, he didn't bring the pen. He brought himself. A hoodie too big for his frame, eyes that still looked at me like I was something more than broken pieces, and a voice I didn't think I deserved to hear again.

‎"I'm not afraid," he said.

‎I should've slammed the door.

‎Instead, I let him in.

‎He walked past me like he belonged here. Like the air didn't weigh heavy with danger. Like I wasn't holding a secret that could burn us both.

‎"Are you always this quiet?" he asked, sitting on the edge of my bed, fingers brushing the scar on my wrist like he'd already guessed.

‎"You shouldn't be here," I murmured.

‎"Maybe not. But you don't want me to leave."

‎He was right.

‎I didn't say anything. Just stood there, watching him, wondering how someone could look so calm in the middle of my storm.

‎He leaned back, staring at the cracks in my ceiling.

‎"This place feels like a story you haven't told yet," he whispered. "And I think I want to be part of it."

‎I looked at him, and for the first time in a long time… I wanted that too.

‎But I wasn't allowed peace. Not yet.

‎Because under my door, another note had appeared while we talked.

‎Same thick black ink. Just three words this time:

‎"He's marked now."


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