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Midnight Doubts

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-27 16:22:39

Scott’s POV

The clock on my nightstand glowed at 3:00 AM due to the alarm I set . The room was dark except for the faint city light sneaking through the curtains. Elliot lay beside me, sleeping like he had no worries in the world. His face looked softer in sleep, those beautiful eyes that got my attention were closed, tattoos peeking from under the sheet, chest rising and falling slow and steady. He looked innocent. And peaceful.

I couldn’t sleep. My mind wouldn’t shut up.

I stared at him, hear
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