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Chapter 10: The Worst Hide-and-Seek Game Ever

Autor: Twinkle
last update Data de publicação: 2026-09-08 19:14:09

The flashlight sat there under the door for what felt like several geological eras.

I did not breathe. Jace did not breathe. His hand was still in my hair, my fists were still in his hoodie, and somewhere very close to my ear I could hear him not-laughing, which is a specific sound a person makes when they are trying to hold in a laugh so hard their whole body shakes instead. I bit down on my own lip. He bit down on his.

We were basically breathing into each other's mouths at this point, which
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