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Kindness in the Dark.

Author: Preshy
last update publish date: 2026-03-29 05:20:02

~ Elara ~

I stood in the lobby of Helix Tower with a coffee cup in one hand and a small handkerchief in the other. My shift had ended ten minutes ago, but I stayed behind because I saw her walk in earlier. Amara Moore. Or Amara Kline. I still was not sure what to call her when no one else was around.

She sat on the low bench near the side elevator, the one staff used when they did not want to be seen. Her shoulders curved forward. Her hands rested in her lap like they carried something heavy. S
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