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Chapter 69 — The Bitter Waters
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2026-03-31 23:26:00GABRIEL
The morning air bites my face as I quicken my pace, the crumpled cassock hidden beneath my coat. Each beat of my heart echoes like a death knell. The streets are deserted, but I walk like a fugitive, hunted by the dawn itself. Every sound, every breath of wind makes me feel as though I might be discovered.
A dog barks in the distance. A window slams shut. My breath quickens. If someone were to see me like this, if anyone guessed where I spent the night&hell
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