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Dead Bodies Around

Autor: Liy Lah
last update Fecha de publicación: 2025-07-26 23:55:31

Camillé P.O.V

The second I stormed out of the room, I didn’t wait for Ann’s voice behind me. I could hear her yelling my name, but I wasn’t in the mood to stop and listen to her words…My mind was too clouded.

All I wanted was a dang explanation from Skylo.

What the heck did he do to me and why the hell did he lock me up like I was Tracey.

I hissed, already halfway down the hallway, my hand moving fast, slamming every closed door open as fast as possible.

The whole house was dark, but it didn'
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