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Chapter 37: A long night

Penulis: Pinky_glow
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The walls of the mansion were too thick.

They held secrets like breath.

Tight. Stale. Waiting to be exhaled.

Luna sat on the edge of her bed, her hands pressed flat against the mattress as if grounding herself to something real. The silence wasn’t peace anymore, it was surveillance. Every creak of the old wood, every distant footstep down the polished hallways, felt like a question she wasn’t ready to answer.

She had felt him outside her door hours ago.

The pause in his breath.

The weight of him George, just standing there like he was gathering pieces of himself.

But he never knocked.

He never asked.

And somehow, that hurt more.

Luna wouldn't deny the fact that having George around made her feel safe. And quietly, dangerously she was beginning to expect that safety. To need it.

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The mansion was beautiful and modern in design, but built with the kind of quiet grandeur that didn’t beg for attention. Clean architectural lines, vast glass walls, and carefully curated elegance flowed th
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