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Chapter 137

Author: Buellaaldama
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The door creaks open, not gently, but with that metallic groan that always carries the same message: filth in, filth out. The stench hits before the tray does—over boiled meat, watery broth, something sour from yesterday’s slop reused.

Same food, same dull tray, same pattern of pretend care. I remain where I sit at first, unmoved, quiet. Not because I’m obedient. No. Because I’m watching.

The guard bends to shove the tray through the slit in the bars like always, the kind of movement that assumes I’ll just crawl toward it like a starving dog.

But today, I didn't play quietly. I don’t play defeated. I lash out with one precise kick, slamming the tray back through the slot so fast and hard it clatters off the metal bars and ricochets upward.

Soup explodes.

Grease and liquid coat his boots, stain his trousers.

The sound it makes is satisfying.

The way he flinches back, startled, even more so.

He curses under his breath and raises his hand, maybe out of instinct, maybe out of arrog
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