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The whisper didn’t fade.It grew.Soft at first… like a distant echo carried by the wind, but then closer… clearer… sharper, as if something unseen was stepping into their world, crossing a boundary that should never have been crossed. Simri’s breath caught in her throat, her fingers instinctively gripping the back of Kabir’s shirt as she moved slightly behind him, her heart pounding violently against her ribs, and for the first time since Kabir returned—this wasn’t about love anymore.This was fear.Real, chilling fear.“Who’s there?” Kabir’s voice cut through the silence, low, firm, dangerous, his eyes scanning the darkness around them as