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115: Goodbyes

作者: Black Rose
last update publish date: 2026-06-25 06:35:02

SERAPHINA

“Leaving for where?” I asked.

Shane picked up a practice pad from the edge of the mat and set it down somewhere else for no reason, just to have something to do with his hands. “I don’t know yet. Not Blue Moon or here.”

“That’s not an answer.”

“It’s the honest one.” He looked at me. “This place takes something out of me. Every week I’ve been here, I feel it. Like I came in with a full tank and something has been draining it slowly without asking.” He shook his head. “Everything is m
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