The diner went silent. The waitress stood with her mouth slightly open, the menu forgotten in her hand. Diana felt her blood run cold.
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Chapter 3 - THE GHOST RETURNSThe dinner was a blur of silence and tension. Mark paid, but the warmth was gone. Diana retreated to her apartment, locking the door and feeling like a fool. But three weeks later, the world changed again.
It was a Tuesday morning. Diana was hanging laundry when a sharp, authoritative knock echoed through the hallway. She opened it to find a man standing there—a man she hadn't seen in five years.
"Hello, Diana."
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It was Arthur, the twins' father. The man who had walked out when they were infants, leaving nothing but a pile of debt and a broken heart. He looked rich—expensive suit, polished shoes, a shark-like grin.
"I came for my daughters," he said, pushing past her into the small apartment.
