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Someone Is Watching

مؤلف: Amelia Hart
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REINA

I went to the garden before six.

Not because I had a plan. Just because the house was quiet and my head was loud and the garden has always been the one place where those two things can exist together without destroying each other.

I pulled weeds I didn't need to pull. Turned soil that didn't need turning. Gave my hands something to do so my brain would stop replaying the hallway on a loop like it had been doing.

It wasn't working.

A mistake.

Fine. It was a mistake. I had heard him clearly
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