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Chapter 158: Every Single Limit

Author: Crystal L.C
last update publish date: 2026-07-15 21:20:41

The metal gates of the detention center creaked open under the afternoon sun, the sound sharp and unforgiving, echoing through the empty courtyard like a warning to anyone listening.

Pete stepped forward, one foot crossing the line first, as though he were testing whether the ground outside was real beneath him.

His polished leather shoes, now scuffed and dulled from days of confinement, made contact with the pavement beyond the threshold, and he paused, drawing in a breath that felt foreign in
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