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Chapter 6: Survive or drown
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2026-04-30 22:13:19
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Possessing her Shadows Chapter 6: Survive or drown
The glow of my phone was the only light in the room. It made my eyes sting, but I couldn’t look away—not when Elena’s name had just flashed across the screen.God, I didn’t even want to see her name anymore. My stomach twisted just reading it. But my finger swiped before I could stop myself, and her words lit up the screen.“Rae, Marcelo isn’t who you think he is.”I barely registered it. I didn’t care who Marcelo was or wasn’t. I didn’t care if he’d been shaped by tragedy, or if Elena wanted to spin some sob story to excuse him. None of that mattered. My chest was a cage, my ribs felt like iron bars, and all I wanted—all I needed—was a way out.My thumbs flew, urgent and desperate.“Elena. Please. You promised me one night. Just one. Get a driver. Take me home. I’ve done enough.”The typing dots blinked. Vanished. Blinked again. I held my breath, praying she’d say yes, that she’d have some shred of decency left in her.Her reply hit like a slap.“Stay calm. Play your part until tomor
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