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The Devil’s Errand

作者: ANGELA
last update 公開日: 2026-05-15 10:26:52

Chapter 23 – The Devil’s Errand

Leon sat on the edge of his attic bed, towel still draped over his shoulders, droplets of icy water tracing cold paths down his spine. His skin was numb, but his mind wouldn’t stop racing.

What the hell just happened downstairs?

His father—the unbreakable Pastor, the man who had forced ice baths on him since he was a boy—had stepped into the tub himself. He had almost confessed something. Then he’d fled like a coward, water dripping behind him like a trail of sha
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