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Chapter 92: Trust, loyalty, fire

Penulis: Black sweet
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-11-18 23:23:55

~ Avelyn ~

The backstage hallway was dim, the clatter of heels and faint chatter fading behind me as I tried to vanish into the shadows. My pulse still hammered from the performance, but it wasn’t just the adrenaline, it was the storm that had started brewing the second I’d stepped off the stage. Kyle’s hand on my wrist. His desperate, questioning eyes. I wanted to retreat, to disappear before my own contradictions became too loud.

“Kyle… just leave,” I said, keeping my voice flat, controlled.
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