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29 - Good evening, Dad.

Author: Moon
last update publish date: 2026-03-04 10:07:21

I sat impatiently at the metal table. My fingers twitched in my laps and tiny bumps crawling up my skin making me shiver a bit. Sidling closer to Nick, I slank my arms around his as my eyes stared intensely across the room, waiting for the grey door to open.

Fuck, it barely took a second before the door opened, knocking the air out of my lungs.

"Aria!" Father grinned, his eyes wide like he couldn't believe he was staring at me. I forced back a smile, other than his thin physique and tattered cl
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