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Chapter 33 - Amaya

Penulis: Bryant
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I didn’t know how long I’d been locked in that room.

Long enough for the spinning in my head to dull to a slow, sickening sway. Long enough for the ache in my skull to settle behind my eyes like a stone pressing inward. Long enough to realize I couldn’t measure time by daylight—because there wasn’t any. Only the flickering buzz of a single overhead bulb, and the sound of footsteps in the hallway beyond the door.

Two men. One walked heavier than the other. Sometimes they spoke. Sometimes they didn’t. I couldn’t tell if they rotated by schedule or just wandered by. It didn’t matter—I couldn’t count time by their pacing anymore.

What I could count on was the quiet.

The silence gave me space to listen—to really listen—to the faint hum in the walls, the scuttle of something small moving in the vents, the rhythmic drip of water nearby. There were no windows. No cracks under the door. Just tile floor, a stained twin mattress, and a folding chair.

And a camera.

It had been on when Vittorio wa
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Amaya isn't waiting like some damsel in distress, and thanks to Dominic, she's out of that room and making her way to Alan.

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Ben
You were never alone it seems, because a true mother's love is a powerful blessing. And Amaya has it multiplied; from her mom, from Alan's mom, from Tinkerbell, Makayla's mom, Dionysia, grabdma Yuri, and every other one involved in this army. They raised their pups awesomely.
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Michelle
I just love your writing. Thank you
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Justine M
Awesome chapter thank you!
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