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Chapter 76 - Wakely

Penulis: K.A. Selby
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-18 22:00:34

~ 3 Weeks Later ~

“I swear to god, Waylon, if you don’t let me out of this room, I’m going to go crazy,” I growled at him. He was blocking the door, refusing to let me leave to go to class.

He talked to the professors and had them set up a webcam so I wouldn’t miss class. It was a great setup when I was healing, but now that I felt almost one hundred percent, it felt ridiculous.

I had to drop my ceramics class and switch to something that I could do from my room. It was a drawing class, it wasn’t as hands-on as I wanted, but it still was really fun, and I could already see improvement in what I was drawing.

“Temptress…” He started before I interrupted him.

“Don’t start with that temptress shit. I’ve been in this room for three weeks. I’m mostly healed. I don’t feel pain, and the doctors are really happy with how I’m healing. You can barely see the scars on my

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