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CHAPTER 87 : THE EVIDENCE 4

Penulis: Déesse
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-29 04:54:00

Kassian Léon

I make breakfast like an automaton, mechanical gestures, my mind elsewhere. She's sitting at the kitchen counter, her bare feet swinging, my sweater hiding her hands. She's watching me. She's not saying anything. She's watching me, and that's already everything.

— Do you want eggs? I ask.

— I want what you want.

— That means eggs.

She laughs, that light laugh that grips my guts.

— Then eggs.

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