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Chapter 27 – The Morning After

Auteur: Tiffanie Campbell
last update Date de publication: 2026-03-09 23:33:00

Sable

The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the quiet.

Not the peaceful kind. The kind that made you aware of every tiny sound in the room—the faint tick of the wall clock, the rustle of the blanket when I shifted, the distant hum of pipes somewhere in the building.

For a moment I just lay there, staring at the ceiling.

My brain felt fuzzy around the edges, like someone had shaken up the pieces of the night before and scattered them across my skull. Bits and fragments surfaced slowly.

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