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Chapter Twenty-One- The Wolf Beneath

Auteur: Kim castro
last update Date de publication: 2026-04-13 17:10:36

Lily came to the east block that evening with her coat buttoned wrong.

I noticed before she sat down. Third button through the second hole, the hem sitting crooked on her left side. Lily Rowan did not button her coat wrong. Lily Rowan did not do anything carelessly, she was the most precisely organized person I had known in twenty-three years of knowing people, and the wrong button was the signal we had agreed on three weeks ago in the early frost of the tree line morning.

Someone is watching.
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