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Chapter 228

Auteur: Annabelle Writes
last update Date de publication: 2026-07-08 05:26:27
The sound of her ragged, shallow breathing fills the heavy silence of the bright bedroom, cutting straight through my chest like a blade. I sit motionless in the armchair pulled up to the edge of the mattress, my elbows resting on my knees, my hands clasped so tightly together that my knuckles are s
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