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Chapter 45: Five Days

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last update Data de publicação: 2026-06-10 17:42:19

“Good morning,” Desi said, appearing in the corridor with two cups of tea and the cheerful energy of someone who had slept well and felt no guilt about it. “You’re up early.”

“I’m always up early,” I said.

“Earlier than early today.” She handed me a cup. Looked at my face. Said nothing else about it.

That was the thing about Desi.

She handed you tea, read your face, and decided you needed the tea, not the conversation, and she was right about it every time.

I had been awake since before t
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