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Chapter Thirty-Three: POV 3: The Red Thread

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Logan stepped out of the bathroom, droplets of moisture still glistening on his skin as he towel-dried his hair. He was clad in loose-fitting navy-blue pajamas, the shirt unbuttoned halfway down his chest as he moved to finish dressing. The room was dimly lit by the warm bedside lamp, casting golden hues across the expensive furniture and polished floors. The stillness of the night was interrupted by a soft sound.

“Knock knock.”

The knock came from outside his door—delicate, almost polite.

“Com
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