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Chapter 57: Therapist Deception

Author: Kane Wilder
last update publish date: 2026-07-06 05:16:22

Elara’s fingers trembled as she dialed Dr. Elias Grant’s number, the phone pressed to her ear like a weapon she wasn’t sure how to wield. The therapist’s smooth voice answered on the second ring, sending chills racing down her spine like ice water. “Elara. I’ve been expecting your call.” His tone was calm, almost soothing, but it carried an undercurrent of something darker that made her skin crawl. The safe house felt too quiet, too still, as if the walls themselves were listening to every word
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