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59 The Kremówka Plea

Author: Karima Sa'ad Usman
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-11-28 20:20:42

Richard’s POV

I didn’t know how long I stayed seated in that office after speaking with Sebastien.

Minutes.

Hours.

Time stopped mattering.

The night seemed to fold in on itself, wrapping around my throat like a noose. Silence settled, thick and suffocating, filling every corner of the room until it felt like I was trapped inside something dead and hollow, a grave carved out of all the things I had destroyed.

Sebastien’s voice still echoed faintly in my head. The way he had sighed. The way he
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