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184. Hungry and Dumped

Author: Nightingale
last update publish date: 2026-03-07 23:58:01
Blake's POV:

I did not mean to sleep.

That was the last coherent thought I had before the ceiling stopped being something I was looking at and became something I was no longer aware of at all. One moment I was lying on my back with the dawn light coming in grey and pale through the curtain gap and my phone face down beside me and the specific weight of Alex's words still sitting somewhere in the middle of my chest. The next moment there was nothing.

No dreams. No half-conscious wandering. Just t
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