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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-29 19:58:37

Mila

When I finally opened my eyes again, the suffocating darkness was gone this time.

The blindfold had been removed. The metal handcuffs that had bitten into my wrists were nowhere to be found. And the freezing air conditioner had been replaced by a soft, warm breeze.

I gasped, shooting up from the mattress.

Panic instantly gripped my chest as my hands flew to my stomach, checking on my baby. I was still pregnant. I was still alive.

But I was no longer floating in that darkness.

I looked aro
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