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CHAPTER 72 — Wall, Again

Penulis: Leigh Frankie
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-17 22:11:06
By the time Irene reached the third floor, the handles of the grocery bag had dug red marks into her fingers.

She had stopped at the market after work because she was going to be home for two nights. The bag held mustard, bottled water, and a takeout container.

So she had bought milk, eggs, bread, instant noodles, coffee, and three bananas because anything more ambitious would probably rot before she came back from the estate.

She was trying to get her key into the lock when someone came up the
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