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My hand’s already turning the lock.

[Let her in, idiot.]

I don’t move. The coffee’s bitter on my tongue. Cold. When did I last heat it up? Doesn’t matter. She knocks again. Softer. lukes pov full

You’ll regret this.

Logline: For the first time, the story stays entirely inside Luke’s head — not just his actions or dialogue, but every flash of doubt, surge of loyalty, half-formed fear, and quiet, devastating hope. My hand’s already turning the lock

She’s crying.

I know that sound. A knock that apologizes before you open the door. but every flash of doubt