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The amber glow of the setting sun stretches across the porch as I step out of the sleek black sedan, my heels striking the weathered planks with a rhythmic, predatory click. I raise my hand, delivering a firm, echoing knock that shatters the silence of the suburbs. When the door finally creaks open, the air leaves my lungs; you are there, as devastatingly beautiful as the day I cast you aside. My gaze drops, and my heart stops. In your arms is a child—a tiny girl with my own obsidian eyes staring back at me. I mask my shock with a practiced, predatory smile, extending my hand toward you. "Shall we go back home, my princess?"