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Autor: C.E Osaghae
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-03-10 21:16:40

CHAPTER EIGHT

I step out of the bathroom on shaking legs, trying to pull myself together.

My makeup is fixed. My dress is smoothed down. On the outside, I look presentable again.

On the inside, I'm still trembling from what just happened. From his hands on my body. His words in my ear. The way he left me aching and unsatisfied.

Collateral. Nothing but collateral.

I push the thoughts away and walk back down the hallway toward the dining room.

But when I reach it, the room is empty.

The table is
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