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Chapter Thirty-Eight: Push-Ups

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last update publish date: 2026-06-23 00:49:07

I woke up when some days of the sun went through the window of my room. It is already morning. When I looked at my phone, it was seven AM already. I stretched out before I went outside.

The living room was dead silent. I saw Timothy lying on the couch with his mouth open. His clothes were Karlo’s. I rolled my eyes when I realized that he didn’t even visit in preparation and had no clothes with him. I heard frying from the kitchen, which I believe Karlo’s doing.

“What are you cooking?” I asked w
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