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The Toy

Author: Esther Dolapo
last update publish date: 2026-09-21 02:39:00

Chapter 1: The Discovery

The drawer wasn't supposed to be opened.

I'd hidden it well. Buried under old sweaters, pushed to the back of my closet, a place no one would ever think to look. It was my secret, my shame, and my private indulgence that I never spoke about to anyone.

But Kael had always been too curious for his own good.

I came home from work to find him sitting on my bed, the drawer open beside him, with its contents spread across the comforter li
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