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Chapter 56: The board isn't empty

作者: Kaya N
last update 公開日: 2026-02-18 20:41:37
Lina’s POV

The room feels smaller after he leaves. Not because of the walls. Because of the rule. I stand there for a moment longer, staring at the closed door, then exhale slowly. My cheek still tingles. My thigh burns faintly beneath the fabric. The sting lingers but it's the warning that lingers deeply.

“Try that again, and I won’t be measured about it.”

Measured.

I let out a quiet breath through my mouth. He thinks fear will tame me. He doesn’t understand something. Fear sharpens me.
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