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THE STARE

作者: ANGELA
last update 公開日: 2026-04-29 20:59:47

CHAPTER SIX : THE STARE

Leon stood outside the club for exactly four minutes.

He knew because he counted every second, one hand crushing his laptop against his chest, the other pressed flat to the cold brick wall. Holding himself up… Just breathing… Just trying to make his damn legs work.

“Homosexuality is a sin.” The old man’s voice sliced through his skull again. “Desire is a bottomless abyss, Leon. You understand me? Bottomless.”

He understood. He’d spent his whole life understanding.

And s
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