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238: Am I?

作者: nayaa
last update publish date: 2026-07-31 23:20:48

Zara’s POV

The Weight of Secrets

The silence that settled over the room after Ike left was heavier than the darkness pressing against the windows. He had slipped out before dawn, disappearing back into the labyrinth of the main compound before the morning patrols changed shifts. He had left with a quiet, lingering kiss and a promise to find a way through the impending storm, but the knot of anxiety in my chest refused to untighten.

I couldn't just stay in bed waiting for the ax to fall. Too ma
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