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Chapter 51

作者: Writer Semirat
last update 最終更新日: 2026-01-25 06:06:18

MEGAN'S POV

The silence in the room was so heavy I could hear the blood rushing in my ears. It was a dull, rhythmic thrumming that made it impossible to tell how much time had passed. Minutes? Hours? The fluorescent light above me didn't flicker according to a clock; it just hummed, a constant, irritating reminder that I was trapped in a box where the sun didn't reach.

I sat with my back against the brick wall, my knees pulled up to my chin. I was trying to breathe slowly, the way I used to when the bakery got too busy and the orders were backing up, but the air here was different. It felt recycled, like it had been sitting in these lungs for years before it got to mine.

Larry. Every time I thought his name, a fresh wave of guilt hit me. I’d been so determined to prove I could do it alone. I’d wanted to show him that I didn’t need his security, his money, or his "nicer pens." And now, because of that pride, I was here. I didn’t even know where "here" was.

Then I heard it.

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