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The Doubtful Behavior

Author: Riyahsecret
last update publish date: 2025-12-31 03:05:42

Kianna's PoV:

I flopped back onto my bed in the dorm, the mattress creaking under me like it shared my exhaustion.

The room was dimly lit by the string lights Lesley had strung up for "cozy vibes," casting a soft glow over the posters on the wall—band flyers, motivational quotes and a collage of photos from better days.

My helmet hair was a mess, and my cheeks still stung from the cold wind of the ride home in Kristen's car. Mordred had followed with his bike to make sure I got back safe, wa
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