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Was I not convincing enough?

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last update 게시일: 2026-05-23 17:43:00

Anya pov.

The door slammed behind Viktor, his footsteps echoing as he walked away. I didn’t move right away.

I just stood there, frozen, my fingers still gripping the phone he had taken from me just moments ago.

It felt too warm, still radiating the heat of his touch, but now it was just an object I didn’t want to hold. It felt like it weighed a ton.

I quickly locked the door, leaning against it for a moment, closing my eyes to steady myself.

My heart was pounding in my
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