Lil Rae Black | Antonio Mallorca [top]

“I know echoes,” Antonio replied. “You’ve got one following you. But it’s getting quieter.”

She’d grown up in the sharp, neon-lit corners of the city, where shadows moved fast and trust moved slow. Antonio lived in a different world—a sun-bleached finca on a hillside in Sóller, surrounded by terraced orange groves that whispered in the wind. lil rae black antonio mallorca

She slipped into the tunnel as the first car rolled up the gravel path. Antonio sat down at the piano and began to play—loud, joyful, defiant—drowning out every footstep. “I know echoes,” Antonio replied

The next morning, Rae found her phone buzzing—a burner she’d forgotten. A single text: They know where you are. Leave now. Antonio lived in a different world—a sun-bleached finca

“Thank you, Antonio.”

She picked up the basket one last time.

“They coming?” he asked.