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CHAPTER 122: THE RUMOR NEVER SLEEPS

Author: Inksmith
last update publish date: 2026-08-31 19:18:48

THE RUMOR NEVER SLEEPS

The last rays of the setting sun gradually disappeared. Ethan sat next to Blake on the rusty bleachers, and his bottle rested loosely in his hands. The air became colder and was filled with the smell of wet grass and asphalt smell that drifted from the road outside the trees. None of them seemed to be eager to depart.

For the first time, Ethan wasn't thinking about the school. He wasn't thinking about the messages. He wasn't thinking about the person who had the video. He
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