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104 - In Between Ruins

Penulis: Lissy
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-30 12:06:01

Manolya’s POV

I had developed a habit of taking my father’s car.

He never said no anymore.

He never asked where I was going.

He just watched me take the keys and accepted it in silence, like that was the price of still having me around.

Pelin noticed the way my jaw tightened as I unlocked the doors.

“He didn’t say anything again, did he?” she asked gently.

I shook my head and slid into the passenger seat. “No. He never does. It’s like he’s afraid that if he opens his mouth, I’ll disapp
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