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Chapter 36: The Paper Cut

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-12 14:30:47

The morning light felt like an insult. It was too bright, too cheerful, filtering through the hospital blinds and highlighting the dust motes dancing in the air over my bed. The sun didn't care that my world had ended at a highway intersection. My left leg was throbbing with a dull, rhythmic ache that felt like a hammer striking an anvil deep inside my bone. Every time my heart beat, the pain flared, hot and angry. My face still felt tight and scorched from where Eleanor Mercer had struck me th
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