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Emilia's heart skipped a beat as she tried to locate the source of the voice. She spun around, scanning the deserted streets, but there was no one in sight. The voice seemed to come from all around her, echoing off the buildings. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows. Tall, dark-haired, and piercing-eyed, he approached Emilia with a confident stride. "Who are you?" Emilia demanded, trying to keep her voice steady. "My name is Liam," he replied, his eyes locked on hers. "I've been watching you, Emilia.
I know what you're looking for." Emilia's instincts screamed caution, but Liam's gaze held a hint of curiosity, of concern. "What do you know?" she asked warily. Liam hesitated before responding, "I know your family's history.
The Blackwood legacy isn't just about wealth and prestige. It's about power, darkness, and sacrifice." Emilia's grip on the paper tightened. "What do you mean?" Liam's eyes seemed to bore into her soul. "Your ancestors made deals with forces beyond their control. They paid the price, but you might be the one to pay it again." The warning sent shivers down Emilia's spine. "Why are you telling me this?" Liam's expression softened slightly. "Because I think you need to know the truth. And I might be able to help you navigate this world." As Emilia considered Liam's words, a car pulled up beside them. The window rolled down, revealing a woman with piercing green eyes. "Liam, get in," she said urgently. "We need to go. Now." Liam's gaze locked on Emilia's. "Trust no one," he whispered before turning to leave.
As Liam got into the car, Emilia felt a sense of unease. Who was Liam, really? And what did he want from her? The car sped away, leaving Emilia standing alone in the darkness. She looked down at the paper in her hand, the words "They're coming for you" echoing in her mind. Suddenly, Emilia felt eyes on her. She spun around, but the street was empty. The voice whispered in her ear once more: "Run, Emilia. Run while you still can."