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145.

Author: Justina
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-12-05 15:53:55

Samantha’s POV

The room was quiet, the kind of quiet that makes your own thoughts too loud.

The curtains were drawn halfway, letting in a dim, golden outline of late afternoon light. I had been lying on my back for what felt like hours, staring at the ceiling, listening to the soft, even breathing coming from the other side of the room.

Anthony was curled into the corner of his bed like a child who had finally found a safe place to sleep.

The blanket was wrapped so tightly around him I wondered if he felt cold or if he just needed the weight.

It still shocked me a little. When I had walked out of the bathroom earlier, hair dripping, clean clothes on, ready to tell him the bathroom was free, I had not expected to see him like that.

He had not even removed his hoodie. He had not showered. He had not said a word. He had folded into himself and knocked out before I could ask if he was alright.

My first instinct had been to wake him. I had paused near the side of his bed, leaning down,
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