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Chapter Eight

Author: T. Hush
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-05-25 00:07:03

When I got home, I was greeted by the maid at the door with a polite bow of her head.

“Welcome, sir.”

I gave a distracted nod and walked past her, my mind still clouded by the earlier visit to the hospital. My legs carried me up the stairs on instinct. I needed to talk to Tessa. Needed the grounding of her presence to silence the noise in my head.

But the room was empty.

No shoes by the side of the bed.
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