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Chapter 87

Author: Bloody goddess
last update publish date: 2026-06-14 17:00:00

Larissa’s Pov

I stared at the screen, unsure of what I was meant to do. The number stared back at me, a daunting feeling gnawing at the back of my neck. My fingers burned as I picked up the phone, staring at the numbers flashing on the screen.

‘Don’t pick it.’ My conscience gnawed. I knew I shouldn’t, but the more I tried to hide it, the more the call kept on ringing until it was hard to stop.

“Hello?” I whispered, my tone soft as I stared at the w
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