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Chapter 185: No one can know

Author: Black sweet
last update publish date: 2026-01-21 22:46:31

~ Avelyn ~

Two lines.

They appeared slowly, like they were thinking about it. Like the world needed a moment to decide how badly it wanted to ruin me.

One line was already there.

The second one bled into existence, faint at first, then undeniable.

Positive.

My fingers went numb.

I stared at the stick as if it might change its mind if I refused to accept it. As if disbelief could undo biology. As if terror could rewrite time.

No.

No, no, no—

My knees locked. The bathroom tilted. I reached out b
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