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CHAPTER 64: ROOM HE SHOULDN'T ENTER 3

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-06-30 20:14:24
ROOM HE SHOULDN'T ENTER 3

The music from downstairs kept on bleeding through the walls, its rough bass vibrating softly through their feet. The colorful lights from outside skipped through the slits of the curtains, painting the room in bright, quick flashes of blue, red and purpose.

But inside Blake's room, everything felt… frozen. And for a moment, nobody moved.

Ethan sat on the edge of the bed, his hands digging into the bedsheets and fiddling awkwardly with the fabric. Blake stood ne
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