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Chapter 47 — Out of Bounds

Author: Tiffanie Campbell
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-04-05 13:30:01

Sable

By the time I finished locking in the last of the food details, I felt like I could finally breathe again.

It wasn’t perfect yet—nothing ever was—but the major pieces were in place. The smoker guy confirmed his arrival time, the donated food was accounted for, and I had a clearer idea of how everything was going to flow the day of the toy run. For the first time since I’d taken this whole thing on, it felt like something real instead of just a plan I was trying to force into existence.

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Regina Ball
This girl has been around nothing but abuse in her life. They’re expecting her to ask questions when she was not used to asking anything at all.This is like an adult asking a child to answer adult questions that they don’t know the answer to.
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The only non-asshole is Marcus.
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