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chapter 7: one gate before goodbye

Penulis: Recheal Writes
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-10-20 17:07:39

Olivia POV

"You and your family shouldn't worry about the debt. I have already spoken to my father about it." — Damian

I felt like smashing my phone against the window. I already knew how my parents would take it — grateful, relieved, not once stopping to ask how I was doing. I closed my eyes, and the car kept moving.

*****

I lodged in a hotel that night, a generic suite with a view of nothing in particular, and lay awake until the sky outside went from black to the color of dishwater, thinking
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