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CHAPTER 8: Cute Little Stalker

Penulis: Lady Sheldon
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-07-03 11:08:11

The night had stretched far longer than I had intended, and the once-vibrant karaoke bar was winding down. People were filtering out in pairs and groups, leaving behind empty soda cans and laughter that still echoed faintly in the air. I glanced at my phone and winced. It was late—really late.

Grabbing my jacket, I mumbled a quick goodbye to Tessa and the others and headed out, eager to avoid any awkward encounters or explanations with Mom about why I was stumbling home after midnight.

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