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04 | Did you touch it?

Author: Pris_writes
last update publish date: 2026-03-18 00:02:02

Sarah’s POV

“What are you doing on the floor?” Sean asked quietly, his voice hitting me like a cold splash of water.

I swallowed hard, my mouth dry and useless. Behind me, the metal file box sat open, papers spread like a crime scene... proof of his double life.

“I…I couldn’t sleep,” I said, forcing the words out of my throat, my hands twisted together. “I am….I..I keep thinking about how life's been unfair to us.”

He remained silent, his gaze drifting through the room, the dark shadows, the
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