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The mist wrapped around Willow Creek like a shroud, heavy and oppressive, as Seraphina's battered pickup sputtered to a halt on the edge of town. She'd left this suffocating hole a decade ago, at eighteen, craving escape from its stifling grip. Now, twenty-eight and hardened by city nights of fleeting f***s and empty highs, she was back for her old man's funeral, for the rundown house that reeked of decay. But the town stirred something primal in her, a hunger she'd buried under layers of indifference.
The engine died with a final choke, stranding her on Elm Lane. The house loomed ahead, its windows like dark eyes watching her every move. She stepped out, the cool air teasing her skin through her t
